 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 528 oldal
...forsooth; I wish you joy of the worm. [Exit. Re-enter Iras, urilA a robe, стоит, fyc. Cleo. Gíreme my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip : — Yare, yare,4 good Iras ; quick — Methinks, I hear Antony... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 606 oldal
...Clown. Yes, forsooth ; 1 wish you joy of the worm. [Exit. Re-enter IKAS, with а Robet Croira, 4'rCUo. >LLQ {Z 䴅< hXv 1 M }. Ǻ B'. 辀 ^Q < n M ! :a Now no more The jotce of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip :— Yare, yare.4 good Iras; quick.—... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 534 oldal
...farewell. Clown. Yes, forsooth ; I wish you joy of the worm. [Exit. Re-enter IRAS, with a robe, crown, &c. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me. Now no more i ie act according to his nature. The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. — Yare, yare,1... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 522 oldal
...farewell. Clown. Yes, forsooth ; I wish you joy of the worm. [Exil. Re-enter Iras, with a robe, crown, tye. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more Thejtiiee of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare,4 good Iras ; quick. — Melhinks,... | |
 | Catherine Grace F. Gore - 1838 - 1028 oldal
...from his mind. He had subjects, just then, of engrossing interest to occupy his attention. CHAPTER IV. Give me my robe — put on my crown ! — I have Immortal longings in me ! SHAISPEARE. THAT polished portion of the community self-styled the World, is a brilliant thing to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 534 oldal
...you joy of the worm. Cleo. Well, get thee gone; farewell. . Re-enter IRAS, with a robe, crown, &c. [Exit. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have...Immortal longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip.— Yare, yare, 1 good Iras; quick.—Methinks I hear Antony call;... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1839 - 490 oldal
...ordinary mean* of death. A clown brings some asps concealed in a basket of fruit: she calls to her women: Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip ;•— Briskly, good Iras, quick ! Methinks I hear Antony call,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 534 oldal
...farewell. Clown. Yes, forsooth ; I wish you joy of the worm. [Exit. Re-enter IRAS, with o Robe. Crown, fyc. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown ;| I have Immortal longings in mel Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip : — Yare, yare, good Iris ; quick.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 202 oldal
...according to bis nature. SOENB II. ANTONY AND CLEOPATRA. 155 Re-enter IRAS, with a role, crown, S;c. Cle. Give me my robe ; put on my crown : I have Immortal longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip : — Fare, yare,1 good Iras ; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 594 oldal
...farewell. Clown. Yes, forsooth ; I wish you joy of the worm. {Exit. Re-enter IRAS, with a Robe, Crown, fyc. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me. Now, no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. — Yare, yare, good Iras ; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony... | |
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Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. 
