 O, that the slave had forty thousand lives ! One is too poor, too weak for my revenge. Now do I see 'tis true. Look here, lago ; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven : 'Tis gone. Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell ! Yield up, O love, thy...  Shakespeare and His Times - Страница 282по François Guizot - 1855 - 360 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | John Shebbeare - 1755 - 316 страници
...thoufand lives ! One is too poor, too weak for my revenge. Now do I fee 'tis true. Look here, Jago, All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven. Tis gone >-— Arife black vengeance from the hollow hell; Yield . up, oh love ! thy crown and hearted throne... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1770 - 956 страници
...lives ! One is too poor, too weak for my revenge. Now ' do I fee 'tis m true. — Look here, faga, All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven : 'Tis gone. — Arife, black vengeance, from * thy hollow cell ! Yield up, O Love, thy crown and ° hearted throne... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 370 страници
...thoufand lives ! One is too poor, too weak for my revenge. Now do I fee 'tis true. Look here, IHJJO, All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven; 'Tis gone; A rife black vengeance from the hollow heli ! Yield up, oh love, thy crown and hearted throne To tyrannous... | |
 | George Colman - 1777 - 368 страници
....Pant. 'Tis mighty fine ! extremely well ! But you fhall fuffer, madam Bell ! RECITATIVO accompanied. " All my fond love thus do I blow to Heaven ; " 'Tis gone." — And now, fair lady, we are even. RECITATIVE. Leander, you fhall fuffer too The punifhment fo much... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 572 страници
...thousand lives ; One is too poor, too weak for my revenge I Now do I see 'tis true.— Look here, lago ; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven : 'Tis gone. — Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell ! ,560 Yield up, O love ! thy crown, and hearted throne,... | |
 | 1789 - 376 страници
...thoufand lives ; One is too poor, too weak for my revenge ! Now do I fee 'tis true. Look here, lago; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven : 'Tis gone. Arife, black Vengeance, from thy hollow cell ! Yield up, О Love, thy crown and hearted throne To tyrannous... | |
 | William Belsham - 1789 - 482 страници
...thoufand lives ) One is too poor, too weak for my revenge ! Now do J fee 'tis true.-. Look here, lago ; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven : 'Tis gone. Arife, black Vengeance, from thy hollow cell ! Yield up, O Love, thy crown and hearted throne To tyrannous... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 666 страници
...lives ; One is too poor, too weak for my revenge ! Now do I fee 'tis true 4. — Look here, lago ; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven * : "Tis gone. — Arife, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell ' I Yield 3 — that -mas tier's,] The only authentick... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 696 страници
...was certainly wanting. STEEVENS, f Now Jo I fee 'tis true.] The old quarto reads; da I fee 'tis time. All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven: * 'Tis gone. — Arife, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell ! 4 And this is Shakfpeare's, and has in it much more... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1793 - 682 страници
...wanting. STEIVENS. a AW da I fee 'tis true.] The old quarto reads : JVoou do I Jet 'tit time. N n 3 All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven: ' 'Tis gone. — Arife, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell!4 And this is Shakfpeare's, and has in it much more... | |
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