| William Shakespeare - 1850 - 576 oldal
...writ ? Arth. Too fairly, Hubert, for so foul effect. Must you with hot irons burn out both mine eyes ? Hub. Young boy, I must. Arth. And will you ? Hub And...will. Arth. Have you the heart? When your head did but ache, 1 knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had ; a princess wrought it me,) And I did... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 462 oldal
...extremest gust ; But, in defence, by mercy, it is just. TA iii. 5. KINDNESS. When your head did but ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best...me,) And I did never ask it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheer'... | |
| John Celivergos Zachos - 1851 - 570 oldal
...must. Arlli. And will you ? Hub. And I will. Arth. Have you the heart ? When your head did but ach« I knit my handkerchief about your brows, { The best...me,) And I did never ask it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your head, And like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 oldal
...sheep, I should be as merry as the day is long. **"*** Have you the heart? When your head did foot ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best...me,) And I did never ask it you again: And with my hand at midnight held your head, And, like the watchful minutes to the hour Still and anon cheer'd... | |
| English history - 1851 - 706 oldal
...wnt Artk. Too fairly Hubert, for so foul effect : Must you with hot irons bum out both mine eyes ? Hub. Young boy, I must. Arth. And will you ? Hub....Arth. Have you the heart ? When your head did but ache, I knit my hand-kercher about your brows, (The best I had, a princess wrought it me,) And I did... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1852 - 544 oldal
...Must you with hot irons burn out both mine eyes ? Sub. Young boy, I must. Arth. And will you ? Sub. And I will. Arth. Have you the heart ? When your head...me), And I did never ask it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheer'd... | |
| George Frederick Graham - 1852 - 570 oldal
...? Arth. Too fairly, Hubert, for so foul effect : Must you with hot irons burn out both mine eyes ? Hub. Young boy, I must. Arth. And will you ? Hub....Arth. Have you the heart ? When your head did but ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had, a princess wrought it me,) And I did... | |
| William Holmes McGuffey - 1853 - 344 oldal
...must. Artli. And will you ? Hub. And I will. Arth. Have you the heart ? When your head did but ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best...me), And I did never ask it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your head, And like the watehful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1853 - 444 oldal
...extremest gust ; But, in defence, by mercy, it is just. TA iii. 5. KINDNESS. When your head did but ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best...me,) And I did never ask it you again : And with my hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheer'd... | |
| Georg Brandes - 1898 - 422 oldal
...? Arthur. Too fairly, Hubert, for so foul effect. Must you with hot irons burn out both mine eyes ? Hub. Young boy, I must. Arth. And will you ? Hub....will. Arth. Have you the heart? When your head did but ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The best I had, a princess wrought it me,) And I did... | |
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