| William Shakespeare - 1788 - 384 страници
...others, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skins the vice o' the top : Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart, what it doth know...thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life. Ang. [Aside.] She speaks, and 'tis Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. [To ISAB,] Fare you well. 460... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1803 - 424 страници
...others, -, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skins the vice o' the top : Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart, what it doth know...Ang. I will bethink me : — Come again to-morrow. 7*o6. Hark, how I'll bribe you: Good my lord, turn back. Isab. Ay, with such gifts, that heaven shall... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1805 - 518 страници
...passion which does not deserve that prerogative. That skins the vice o' the top : Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart, what it doth know...and 'tis Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. i-Fare you well. Isab. Gentle my lord, turn back. Aug. I will bethink me : — Come again to-morrow.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1805 - 410 страници
...deserve that prerogative. * who, viih our spleens, That skins the vice o' the top : Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart, what it doth know...thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life. An°. She speaks, and 'tis Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. Fare you well. 7ia£. Gentle my... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 страници
...others, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skins the vice o' the top : Go to your- bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart, what it doth know...thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life. Aug. She speaks, and 'tis Such sense, that my sense breeds with it ". Fare you well. hnl. Gentle my... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 страници
...others, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skins the vice o' the top : Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart, what it doth know...thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life. Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. Fare you well. Isab. Gentle my lord, turn back. Ang. I will... | |
| Thomas Frognall Dibdin, Frognall - 1807 - 386 страници
...made." She concludes by an appeal to his conscience, m favor of her brother. " Go to your bosom ; " Knock there ; and ask your heart, what it doth know...thought upon your tongue, " Against my brother's life." and unmindful of her duty to her benefactrqss, falls a sacrifice to criminal solicitation; and seeking... | |
| Thomas Frognall Dibdin, Frognall - 1807 - 388 страници
...She concludes by an appeal to his conscience, in favor of her brother. " Go to your bosom ; " Knpck there ; and ask your heart, what it doth know " That's...thought upon your tongue, " Against my brother's life," . But in all this there is not a word of palliation.'1 Her disapprobation of what her brother has done,... | |
| Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 страници
...others, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skins the vice o' the top : Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart, what it doth know...sense, that my sense breeds with it. — Fare you well. [Going. Isa. Gentle my lord, turn back. Ang. I will bethink me : — Come again tormorrow. [Going.... | |
| Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 434 страници
...others, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skins the vice o' the top : Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart, what it doth know...thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life. Aug. She speaks, and 'tis Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. — Fare you well. [Going. Isa.... | |
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