 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 540 страници
...Mine would. Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine shall. That if you now beheld them, your affections Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions ? and shall not myself, Passion as they, be kindlier moved than thou art ? One of their kind, that relish... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Hazlitt - 1852 - 566 страници
...tender. Pro, Dost thou think so, spirit ? Ari. Mine would. Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions ? and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier moved... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 512 страници
...tender. Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit ! Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human. Pro. And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions ; and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 928 страници
...Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit? //•/'. Mine would, sir, were I human. Pro. And mine shall. Hast an, coveting for more, Be cast from possibility of all. York. Insulti shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 746 страници
...tender. Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit ? Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human. Pro. And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions? and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier moved... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1853 - 334 страници
...Prosp. Dost thou think so, spirit 1 An. Mine would, sir, were I human. Protp. And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions ? and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier moved... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 552 страници
...Dost thou think so, spirit? Ariel. Mine would, sir, were I human. Prospero. And mine shall. Hast tnou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions? and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd... | |
 | L. C. Knights - 1979 - 326 страници
...tender. Pros. Dost thou think so, spirit? Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human. Pros. And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd... | |
 | Harry Raphael Garvin, Michael Payne - 1980 - 210 страници
...distracted king and the desolate Gonzalo. Amazed, Prospero replies that he too will be moved: Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd... | |
 | Robert W. Uphaus - 1981 - 172 страници
...replies: Dost thou think so, spirit? Ariel. Mine would, sir, were I human. Prospero. And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd... | |
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Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier... 
