 | Gail Kern Paster - 2010 - 291 Seiten
...of Pennsylvania Press, 1997), 7-8. But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life; The fountain from the which my current runs Or else dries up: to be discarded thence! Or keep it as a cestern for foul toads To knot and gender in!... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Steven Croft - 2004 - 212 Seiten
...everything to him, has betrayed him: But there where I have garnered up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs Or else dries up - to be discarded thence, Or keep it as a cistern for foul toads To knot and gender in!... | |
 | J. B. Leishman - 2005 - 264 Seiten
...but, alas, to make me The fixed figure for the time of scorn To point his slow and moving finger at ! Yet could I bear that too, well, very well; But there,...where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live, or bear no life; The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up; to be discarded... | |
 | John Pemble - 2005 - 271 Seiten
...him and discomposes his language: But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs Or else dries up; to be discarded thence! Or keep it as a cistern for foul toads To knot and gender in!... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2005 - 900 Seiten
...patience; but, alas, to make me A fixed figure for the time of scorn To point his slow unmoving finger at! Yet could I bear that too; well, very well; But there, where I have garnered up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The foundation from the which my current... | |
 | John Carey - 2006 - 300 Seiten
...his quandary with murderous rage. But there where I have garnered up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs Or else dries up - to be discarded thence, Or keep it as a cistern for foul toads To knot and gender in!... | |
 | John D. Cox - 2007 - 368 Seiten
...my soul A drop of patience. . . . But there where I have garnered up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs Or else dries up — to be discarded thence! (4.2.49-62) Eventually recovering enough of his accustomed... | |
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Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : — But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up... 
