 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...  The Works of William Shakespeare - Страница 94по William Shakespeare - 1811Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | William Shakespeare - 1907 - 266 страници
...full of self- the very field in which this is a first questioning argument, which follows, effort. . ' The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold...stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? myself ? there 's none else by : Richard loves Richard ; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here ? N0. Yes,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 646 страници
...my mother Cold fearful drops (land on my trembling flefh. What do I fear? myfelf? there's none elfe by : Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there...here ? No; — Yes ; I am : Then fly,— What, from myfelf ? Great reafon: Why? Left I revenge. What? Myfelf upon myfelf? Alack I love myfelf. Wherefore... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 676 страници
...midnight. Cold fearful drops ftand on my trembling flem. What do I fear ? my felf ? there's none elfe by : Richard loves Richard ; that is, I am I. Is there...here ? No ; — Yes ; I am : Then fly, — What, from my felf ? Great reafon : Why? Left, I revenge. What ? Myfelf on myfelf ? 1 love myfelf. Wherefore ?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1799 - 382 страници
...midnight. Cold fearful drops ftand on my trembling flefh. What do I fear ? myfelf ? there's none elfe by : Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there...here ? No ; — Yes ; I am : Then fly, — What, from myfelf > Great reafon : Why ? Left I revenge. What? Myfelf on myfelf ? I love myfelf. Wherefore ? for... | |
 | 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....— Yes ; I am : Then fly, — What, from myself? Great reason: Why? Lest I revenge. What ? Myself on myself? 1 love myself. Wherefore ? for any good,... | |
 | 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 - 408 страници
...i<itf-f'hir Drmm. (tti't nif a-nt'fft nt' K. Rich. Give me another horse,3 — bind up my wounds, — Have mercy, Jesu! — Soft; I did but dream. — 0...— Yes ; I am : Then fly, — What, from myself? Great reason : Why ? Lest I revenge. What? Myself on myself ? 1 love myself. Wherefore ? for any good,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 434 страници
...hope,] ie I died for wishing well to you. K. Rich. Give me another horse/ — bind up my wounds, — Have mercy, Jesu! — Soft; I did but dream. — 0...— Yes ; I am : Then fly, — What, from myself? Great reason : Why ? Lest I revenge. What? Myself on myself? 1 love myself. Wherefore ? for any good,... | |
 | 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 ! —...;— Yes ; I am : Then fly, — What, from myself? Great reason: Why? Lest I revenge. What ? Myself on myself? I love myself. Wherefore ? for any good,... | |
 | 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... | |
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