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" This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will "
The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the ... - 86. oldal
szerző: Mrs. Inchbald - 1808
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Troilus and Cressida. Othello

William Shakespeare - 1788
...is my journey's end, here is my butt, The very sea-mark of my utmost sail. Do you go back dismay'di 'tis a lost fear ; Man but a rush against Othello's...Where should Othello go ? Now, how dost thou look now i O ill starr'd wench t Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at conipt, This look of thine will hurl...

The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the ..., 10. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1803
...my journey's end, here is my butt, And very sea-mark of my utmost sail. Do you go back dismay 'd ? 'tis a lost fear ; Man but a rush against Othello's...should Othello go ? — Now, how dost thou look now IO ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt,8 This' look of thine will hurl...

The Plays of William Shakespeare ...: With the Corrections and ..., 16. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1809
...is my journey's end, here is my butt, And very sea-mark of my utmost sail. Do you go back dismay 'd? 'tis a lost fear; Man but a rush against Othello's...Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench!' 7 A better never did itself sustain Upon a soldier's thigh:] So, in The Tipo A'ublc Kinsmen, In Beaumont...

Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. Othello. Glossarial index

William Shakespeare - 1811
...do see me weapon'd ; Here is my journey's end, here is my butt, And very sea-mark of my utmost sail. Do you go back dismay'd ? 'tis a lost fear ; Man but...? — Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wonch ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from...

The Works of William Shakespeare, 8. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1812
...see me weapon'd ; Here is my journ«y's end, here is my butt, And very sea-mark of my utmost sail. Do you go back dismay'd"? 'tis a lost fear : Man but...Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench !1 Pale as thy smock ? when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven,...

The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of Mr ...

William Shakespeare - 1813
...rush agaiust O'hello's hreast, And he retires; — Where shonld Oihello go ? — Now, how dost thon look now? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock!...thine will hurl my soul from heaven. And fiends will suatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursrd slave! — Wnip me,...

Discoveries in hieroglyphics, and other antiquities, in progress to which ...

Robert Deverell - 1813
...Othello's breast, And he retires. Where should Othello go ? Now how dost thou look now ? oh, ill-starred wench ! Pale as thy smock ! When we shall meet at...my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Gold, cold, my girl, Even like thy chastity. O cursed slave ! Whip me, ye devils ! From the possession...

The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, 7. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1814
...very sea-mark of my utmost sail. Do you go back dismay'd ? 'tis a lost fear ; Man but a rush agamst Othello's breast, And he retires; — Where should...Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench! "Me as thy amuck ! wh™ we shall meet at compt, Lnd fiends will suatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl...

Elements of Criticism, 1. kötet

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1816
...do see me weapon'd , Here is my journey's end, here is my butt, The very sea-mark of my utmost sail. Do you go back dismay'd ? 'tis a lost fear. Man but...should Othello go ? Now — how dost thou look now ? Oh ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! When we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl...

The Family Shakspeare: In Ten Volumes; in which Nothing is Added ..., 10. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1818
...do see me weapon'd ; Here is my journey's end, here is my butt, And very sea-mark of my utmost sail. Do you go back dismay'd ? 'tis a lost fear ; Man but...wench ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt7 This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will' snatch at it. Cold, cold,...




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