 | British poets - 1824 - 676 страници
...head. Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood : Amaze the welkin with your broken staves. False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Voices in Corioli : Alone I did it. COURT. Our courtiers say, all's savage,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 422 страници
...me speak. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Voices ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your voices in Corioli : * Drops of tears. f No more than a boy of tears. Alone... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 444 страници
...— Boy ! — Cut me to pieces, Volscians ; men and lads, Stain all your edges in me. — Boy ! — If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli ; Alone I did it : — Boy ! — But let us part, Lest... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 страници
...Cor. Cut me to pieces, Voices ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy 1 False hound ! [f you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Fluttered your voices in Corioli : Alone 1 did it.— /Soy ! Auf. Why, noble lords, Will... | |
 | Kilkenny city, theatre - 1825 - 192 страници
...contains it. — Boy ! Cut me to pieces, Volscians, men and lads, Stain all your edges in me. — Boy! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it,"— The burst of applause that followed... | |
 | Ludwig Tieck - 1826 - 374 страници
...contains. Boy! O slave Cut me to pieces, Voices! men and lads, Stain all your edges on me ! — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true , 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Fluиer'd your Voices in Corioli : Alone I did ¡L — Boy! Sieé ifl baé ©rofe ber... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 556 страници
...me speak. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Volces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volces in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Avf. Why, noble lords, Will... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 648 страници
...me speak. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Volces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your voices in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! « For certain dropt of tali,]... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 страници
...me speak. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Volces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volces in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf. .Why, noble lords, Will... | |
 | George Daniel, John Cumberland - 1826 - 538 страници
...contains it. Bgy ! — Cut me to pieces, Volscians ; men and lads. Stain all your edges on me. Boy ! — If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, 1 Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. Boy ! But let us part ; — Lest... | |
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Volsces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf. 
