 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 484 páginas
...parted forever. The death of Coriolanus in the " goodly city " of Antium is inevitable : — " Cor. Cut me to pieces, Voices ; men and lads, Stain all...! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 't is there, That, like an eagle in a dove-cot, I Fluttered your Volcians in Corioli : Alone I did... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 614 páginas
...My beating to his grave) shall join to thrust The lie unto him. 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 Fluttered your Volces in Corioli: Alone I did it.—Boy! 1 Lard. Peace, both, and hear me speak. Cor.... | |
 | John Murray (Firm), Octavian Blewitt - 1850 - 750 páginas
...Coriolanus : " Cut me to pieces, Volsces, men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. Boy ! false hound! 572 . If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there That like an eagle in a dovecote, I Fluttcr'd your Volsces in Corioli : Alone I did it," There are no ruins of the ancient city to be discovered... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 670 páginas
...impressed on him ; that must bear My beating to his grave) shall join to thrust The lie unto him. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Voices ; men and lads, Stain all...true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Fluttered your Voices in Corioli: Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf. Why, noble lords, Will you be put... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 446 páginas
...parted forever. The death of Coriolanus in the "goodly city" of Antium is inevitable: — " Cor. Gut me to pieces, Voices ; men and lads, Stain all your...! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 't is there, That, like an eagle in a dove-cot, I Fluttered your Volcians in Corioli : Alone I did... | |
 | Daniel Scrymgeour - 1851 - 424 páginas
...general, Tullus Aufldius. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Volscians ; men and lads, Stain all your edges in me. Boy ! false hound ! If you have writ your annals...That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli. Alone I did it. Boy ! Auf. Why, noble Lords, Will you be put in mind of his blind... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 576 páginas
...to his grave) ; shall join to thrust The lie unto him. 1 Lord. Peace, both, and hear me speak. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Voices ; men and lads, Stain all...Flutter'd your Voices in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! • Drops of tears. t No more than a boy of tears. Avf. Why, noble lords, Will you be put in mind... | |
 | Ludwig Tieck - 1852 - 408 páginas
...slave Cut me to pieces, Voices! men and lads, Stain all yonr edges on me! — Boy! False hound! If yon have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like...Flutter'd your Voices in Corioli: Alone I did it. — Boy! ®ice iff ba$ ©rogé bcr SSitynenfunff, baf fíe etiuaS uêrtdjten fann, eine fo ungeheure SEüirí'una,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 708 páginas
...beating to his grave) shall join to thrust The lie unto him. 1 LORD. Peace, both, and hear me speak. COR. Cut me to pieces, Voices ; men and lads, Stain all...! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 't is there, That like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Volcians in Corioli : Alone I did... | |
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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. 
