 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 834 страници
...time. LEAH. How's that ? FOOL. Thou shouldst not have been old, before* thou hadst been wise. LEAH. now to my mother. — O, heart, lose not thy nature...bosom : Let me be cruel, not unnatural ; I will sp Beady, my lord. LEAH. Come, boy. FOOL. She that's a maid now, and laughs at my departure, Shall not... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 838 страници
...time. LEAH. How's that? FOOL. Thou shouldst not have been old, before* thou hadst been wise. LEAB. m my vantage Heady, my lord. LEAR. Come, boy. FOOL. She that's a maid now, and laughs at my departure, Shall not... | |
 | Forbes Benignus Winslow - 1860 - 796 страници
...anguish, prayerfully, and in accents of wild and frenzied despair, to ejaculate with King Lear, " 0, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet Heaven ! Keep me in temper, I would not be mad ! " This agonizing consciousness of the presence of mor* In a conversation between the stoic Damasippus... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 834 страници
...not have been old, before* thou hadst been wise. I/EAR. O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven 1 she CV1 Beady, my lord. LEAB. Come, boy. FOOL. She that's a maid now, and laughs at my departure, Shall not... | |
 | Forbes Benignus Winslow - 1860 - 618 страници
...anguish, prayerfully, and in accents of wild and phrenzied despair, to ejaculate with King Lear, " 0, le! me not be mad, not mad, sweet Heaven! Keep me in temper, I would not be mad !" This agonizing consciousness of the presence of morbid and insane ideas, painful recognition of... | |
 | James Dunwoody Brownson De Bow, R. G. Barnwell, Edwin Bell, William MacCreary Burwell - 1860 - 756 страници
...reminds him that he should not have been old before he was wise, he says, apparently abstracted : " Oh, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet Heaven ! Keep me in temper ; I would not bo mad !" It is one of the most rare things in the world to find a man decidedly insane, and yet conscious... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Richard Grant White - 1861 - 524 страници
...wert my Fool, nuncle, I'd have thee beaten for being old before thy time. Lear. How's that ? Fool. Thou should'st not have been old before thou had'st...— Enter Gentleman. How now ! Are the horses ready ? Gentleman. Ready, my lord. Lear. Come, boy. Fool. She that's a maid now, and laughs at my departure,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Bowdler - 1861 - 914 страници
...not have been old, before thou hadst been wise. [heaven ! Lear. O let me not be mad, not mad, sweet owdler horsea ready I Gent. Ready, my lord. Lear. Come, boy, [Exeunt. Act Second. SCENE I. A Court within... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1862 - 578 страници
...wert my fool, nuncle, I'd have tb.ee beaten for being o!4 before thy time. Lear. How's that. Fool. Thou shouldst not have been old, before thou hadst...Gent. Ready, my lord. Lear. Come, boy. Fool. She that 'sa maid now, and laughs at my departure, Shall not be a maid long, unless things be cut shorter. \Exeunt.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Richard Grant White - 1862 - 518 страници
...time. Lear. How's that ? Fool. Thou should'st not have been old before thou had'st been wise. Lear. 0, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet Heaven! Keep me...— Enter Gentleman. How now ! Are the horses ready ? Gentleman. Ready, my lord. Lear. Come, boy. Fool. She that's a maid now, and laughs at my departure,... | |
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Lear. O, let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven ! Keep me in temper : I would not be mad ! — Enter Gentleman. 
