tis a lost fear; Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires. Where should Othello go? Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench! Pale as thy smock! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And... CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE - Página 7por WILLIAM LYON PHELPS - 1912Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
| William Shakespeare - 1709 - 598 páginas
...Othello go? Now — how doft thou look now ? Oh ill-ftar'd Wenchf Pale as thy Smock! When we (hall meet at Compt, This look of thine will hurl my Soul from Heav'n, And Fiends will fnatch at it. Cold, cold, my Girl £ Even like thy Chaftity. O curfed, curftd... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1788 - 572 páginas
...Now, how dost thou look now i O ill starr'd wench t Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at conipt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven,...it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — • 460 O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From the possession of this heavenly sight... | |
| Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 440 páginas
...you go back dismay'd ? 'Tis a lost fear. Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires: — Where should Othello go? Now, how dost thou look now?...snatch at it. — Cold, cold, my girl ; Even like ihy chastity. — O cursed slave ! — Whip me, yo devils, From the possession of this heavenly sight... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1809 - 448 páginas
...you go back dismay 'd? 'tis a lost fear; Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires; — Where should Othello go? — Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench!' 7 A better never did itself sustain Upon a soldier's thigh:] So, in The Tipo A'ublc Kinsmen, In Beaumont... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1809 - 438 páginas
...you go hack dismay 'd? 'tis a lost fear; Man hut a rush against Othello's hreast, And he retires; — Where should Othello go? — Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench!1 7 Jl better never didit self sustain Upon a soldier's thigh :] So, in The Two Nohle Kinsmen,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1811 - 498 páginas
...go back dismay'd ? 'tis a lost fear ; Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires ; — Where should Othello go ? — Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wonch ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1812 - 420 páginas
...go back dismay'd"? 'tis a lost fear : Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires ;— Where should Othello go ? — Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench !1 Pale as thy smock ? when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven,... | |
| Robert Deverell - 1813 - 596 páginas
...Othello's breast, And he retires. Where should Othello go ? Now- how dost thou look now ? oh, ill-starred wench ! Pale as thy smock! When we shall meet at compt,...Cold, cold, my girl, Even like thy chastity. O cursed slave ! Whip me, ye devils ! From the possession of this heavenly sight; Slow me about in winds, roast... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1813 - 276 páginas
...rush agaiust O'hello's hreast, And he retires; — Where shonld Oihello go ? — Now, how dost thon look now? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock!...thine will hurl my soul from heaven. And fiends will suatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursrd slave! — Wnip me,... | |
| Robert Deverell - 1813 - 588 páginas
...Othello's breast, And he retires. Where should Othello go ? Now how dost thou look now ? oh, ill-starred wench ! Pale as thy smock ! When we shall meet at...my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Gold, cold, my girl, Even like thy chastity. O cursed slave ! Whip me, ye devils ! From the possession... | |
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