 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 426 страници
...Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft ; I did but dream. — 0 coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me I—- The lights burn blue. — It is now dead midnight....Why? Lest I revenge. What ? Myself on myself? 1 love myself. Wherefore ? for any good, That I myself have done unto myself? O, no : alas, I rather hate... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 568 страници
...Jesu!—Soft; I did but dream.— 0 coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!— The lights burn blue.—It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on...Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here? No;—Yes; lam: t Then fly,—What, from myself? Great reason: Why? Lest I revenge. What? Myself on... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 434 страници
...Give me another horse/ — bind up my wounds, — Have mercy, Jesu! — Soft; I did but dream. — 0 coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! —...Why ? Lest I revenge. What? Myself on myself? 1 love myself. Wherefore ? for any good, That I myself have done unto myself? O, no: alas, I rather hate myself,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 408 страници
...Give me another horse,3 — bind up my wounds, — Have mercy, Jesu! — Soft; I did but dream. — 0 coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! —...? Lest I revenge. What? Myself on myself ? 1 love myself. Wherefore ? for any good, That I myself have done unto myself? O, no : alas, I rather hate... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 510 страници
...me another horse, — bind up my .wounds,— Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft ; I did but dream. — 3°O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! —...reason: Why? Lest I revenge. What ? Myself on myself? I love myself. Wherefore ? for any good, That I myself have done unto myself ? O, no : alas, I rather... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 472 страници
...!—Soft; I did but dream.— 0 coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me !— The light burns blue—It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on...Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here ? No;—Yes; I am : Then fly,—What, from myself? Great reason : Why ? Lest I revenge. What? Myself... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 страници
...dream. — -'О О coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! — The lights burn blue. — Is it not dead midnight? Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling...Richard loves Richard : that is, I am I. Is there a murcl'rer here? No; — Yes; lam: rhenfly.-What.trom myself? Great reason: Why) Lest I revenge. What?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 292 страници
...conscience, how dost thon afflict me! — The lights bnrn blne, — .It is now dead midnight. Cold fearfnl drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear...Richard loves Richard ; that is , I am I. Is there a mnrderer here ? No ; — , Yes ; I am : Then fly, — What, from myself? Great reason: Why ? Lest I... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 546 страници
...Give me another horse,3 — bind up my wounds, — Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft; I did but dream. — 0 coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! —...? Lest I revenge. What ? Myself on myself? 1 love myself. Wherefore ? for any good, That I myself have done unto myself? 0, no :. alas, I rather hate... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 386 страници
...Give me another horse,1 — bind up mjwounds, — Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft ; I did but dream. — 0 coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! —...; — Yes ; I am : Then fly, — What, from myself i Great reason : Why ? Lest I revenge. What? Myself on myself ? 1 love myself. Wherefore ? for any... | |
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Give me another horse! bind up my wounds! Have mercy, Jesu! Soft! I did but dream. O! coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me. The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What! do I fear myself? there's... 
