 | Charles Knight - 1866 - 704 Seiten
...from every vein, As doth this water from my tatter'd robes ! Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhors'd the Duke of Cleremont. Light. Oh, speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart. Lie on this bed, and rest yourself a while.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 506 Seiten
...from every vein, As doth this water from my tatter'd robes. Tell Isabel, the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhors'd the duke of Cleremont. Ligld. 0, speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart. Lie on this bed, and rest yourself a while.... | |
 | 1875 - 832 Seiten
...from every vein As doth this water from my tattered robes! Tell Isabel, the queen, I looked not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the Duke of Claremont Light. — Oh, speak no more, my lord 1 this breaks my heart. Lie on... | |
 | Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - 1876 - 870 Seiten
...every vein, As doth this water from my tattered robes ! Tell Isabel, the queen, I looked not thus, ll wounded round him there ; ,\Vith dropping lights unhorsed the Duke of Cleremont. Light. О speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart. Lie on this... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1876 - 474 Seiten
...every vein, As doth this water from my tatter'd * robes ! Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there uuhors'd the Duke of Cleremont. Light. 0, speak no more, my lord I this breaks my heart Lie on this... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1877 - 464 Seiten
...every vein, As doth this water from my tattered robes ! Tell Isabel, the queen, I looked not thus, 65 When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the Duke of Cleremont Light. O speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart Lie on this bed,... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1877 - 144 Seiten
...every vein, As doth this water from my tatter"d robes. Tell Isabel, the queen, I lookt not thus, 65 When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the Duke of Cleremont. Light. O speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart. Lie on this... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1878 - 560 Seiten
...from every vein, As doth this water from my tatter'd robes I Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there uuhors'd the Duke of Cleremont." * There are some excellent passages scattered up and down. The description... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1879 - 206 Seiten
...every vein, As doth this water from my tatter'd robes ! Tell Isabel, the queen, I look'd not thus, 65 When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhors'd the Duke of Cleremont. Light. O, speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart. Lie on this bed, and rest yourself a while.... | |
 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 Seiten
...from every vein, As doth this water from my tattered robes. Tell Isabel the queen, l looked not thus When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the Duke of Cleremont. Light. Oh, speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart. Lie on this... | |
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... me bread and water, being a king ; So that, for want of sleep and sustenance, My mind's distempered, and my body's numb'd, And whether I have limbs or no, I know not. 
