 My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs; She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange; Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful. She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man; she thank'd...  The British orator - 243. oldalszerző: Thomas King Greenbank - 1849Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | Thomas MacFaul - 2007 - 9 oldal
...of her love came couched in coy terms that later on might seem a seed of jealousy. He says she . . . bade me, if I had a friend that loved her, I should...teach him how to tell my story And that would woo her. (i. iii. 164—6) The play makes no direct connection between this and die later revelation that Cassio... | |
 | András Horn - 2008 - 210 oldal
...distressful stroke That my youth suffered. [. ..] She wished she had not heard it, yet she wished [...] ... if I had a friend that loved her, I should but teach...him how to tell my story, And that would woo her. [. . .] This only is the witchcraft I have used. (Othello, I, 3, 127-131, 133-135, 138-141, 144-149,... | |
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