 | John Addington Symonds - 1884 - 696 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 Cleremont. L. O speak no more, my lord ; this breaks my heart. Lie on this bed... | |
 | John Addington Symonds - 1884 - 706 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 Cleremont. L. O speak no more, my lord ; this breaks my heart. Lie on this bed... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1885 - 436 Seiten
...he gathers his breath for one last kingly utterance :— "Tell Isabel, the queen, I looked not thus When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the Duke of Cleremont" What heart-breaking pathos in those lines! For a moment, as his thoughts... | |
 | Arthur Wilson Verity - 1886 - 116 Seiten
...strikes the deepest note of tragedy. Those three simple lines, Tell Isabel, the queen, I looked not thus When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the Duke of Clerraont, are a fine specimen of what Mr Ruskin calls penetrative imagination.... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1887 - 584 Seiten
...tatter'd robes! O, would my blood drop out from every vein, Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the duke of Cleremont. Lie on this bed, and rest yourself awhile. Edw. These looks of thine... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1889 - 408 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 Cleremont. Light. O speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart, Lie on this... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1889 - 514 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 Cleremont. " This is even more in Shakespeare's early manner than the other, and... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1890 - 582 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." * There are some excellent passages scattered up and down. The description of the King and Gavestone... | |
 | William Wetmore Story - 1890 - 324 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 Cleremont. LIGHTBORN. " Oh, speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart. Lie... | |
 | James Russell Lowell - 1892 - 368 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 Cleremont." This is even more in Shakespeare's early manner than the other, and... | |
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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. 
