| Andrew Becket - 1787 - 494 oldal
...a plague of fighing and grief! it blows a man up like a bladder. Henry IV. P. i, A. 2, S. 4You fee me here, you' gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you tl x/ '" i'r thefe. daughters hearts Againft theii- 1 ;m '.', fool me not fo much To bear it tamely.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1790 - 722 oldal
...You heavens, gii-c me that patience, patience I need* ! You fee me here, you gods, a poor old man9, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that ftir thefe daughters' hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To bear it tamely; touch me... | |
| William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1790 - 558 oldal
...[need ! You heavens, give me that patience, patience I You fee me here, you gods, a poor old man, Аз full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that ftir thefe daughters' hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To bear it tamely; touch me... | |
| 1792 - 530 oldal
...fpeñaclc that is indeed inimitably. ailecling : You fee ,me here, you gods, a poor eld inan, . A s ful! of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that Ilir thefc daughters hearts Againft their father, fuol me not fo much To bear it tamely. ' Then fuddenly... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1795 - 414 oldal
...keeps thce warm ; but for true need,—' You heav'ns, give me that patience which I need ! " You fee me here, you. gods, a poor old man, " As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! i If it be you that ftir thefc daughters' hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To bear... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1796 - 422 oldal
...oh ! Regan, me hath tied Sharp-tooth'd unkindnefs like a vulture here. Ibid. A. 2. Sc. II. You fee me here, you Gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that ftir thefe daughters' hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To bear it tamely ; touch me... | |
| Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 476 oldal
...than nature needs, Man's life is cheap as bead's. Lear on I be Ingratitude of bis Daughters . You fee me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that nir thcfc daughters' hearts Againil their father, fool me not lo much To bear it tamely ; touch me... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1798 - 446 oldal
...— Youheavcns,givemetl)at patience, patience I need! You fee me here, you gods ; a poor old man I As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that ftir thefc daughters' hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To bear it tamely ; touch me... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1800 - 364 oldal
...thee warm. — But, for true need, — You heavens, give me that patience, patience I need ! You fee me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that ftir thefe daughters' hearts Againft their father, fool me not fo much To bear it tamely ; touch me... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 oldal
...thee warm. — But, for true need, — You heavens, give me that patience, patience I need ! You see me here, you gods, a poor old man, As full of grief as age ; wretched in both ! If it be you that stir these daughters' hearts Against their father, fool me not so much O Stain my man's cheeks! —... | |
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