 | William Shakespeare - 1833 - 1140 páginas
...others, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skins the vice o' the top : Go to your bosom ; t a plum, a cherry, and a fig: There's a good grandam....boy, he weeps. Contt. Now shame upon you, wlie'r she Imli. Gentle my lord, turn back. Ang. I will bethink me: — Come again to-morrow. /«aA.Hark, how... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 608 páginas
...others, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skins the vice o' the top : x go to your bosom ; Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know...speaks, and 'tis Such sense, that my sense breeds with it.a Fare you well. Isab. Gentle my lord, turn back. Ang. I will bethink me : — Come again to-morrow.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 582 páginas
...like others, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skins the vice o' the top. Go to your bosom ; Knock there, and ask your heart, what it doth know...thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life. Ang. [Aside.] She speaks, and 'tis Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. [To/ter.] Fare you well. Isab.... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1843 - 324 páginas
...like others, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skims the vice o' the top. Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart, what it doth know...back. Ang. I will bethink me. Come again to-morrow. Isab. Hark, how I'll bribe you ! Good, my lord, turn backArt^-. How ! bribe me ? Isab. Ay, with such... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 1008 páginas
...like others, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skins the vice o' the top: Go to your bosom; ` 4 slug. She speaks, and 'tis Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. — Fare you well. ¡sab. Gentle... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1846 - 340 páginas
...like others, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skims the vice o' the top. Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart, what it doth know...back. Ang. I will bethink me. Come again to-morrow. Isab. Hark, how I'll bribe you ! Good, my lord, turn back. Ang. How ! bribe me ? Ere sunrise ; prayers... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 760 páginas
...kind of medicine in itself, sentence, SCENE IV. That skins the vice o' the top. Go to your bosom ; Knock there, and ask your heart, what it doth know...thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life. Ang. [Aside.] She speaks, and 'tis Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. — [To her.] — Fare you... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 726 páginas
...like others. Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skins the vice o' the top. Go to your bosom ; - [Aside.] She speaks, and 'tis Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. — [To her.] — Fare you... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 498 páginas
...others, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skims the vice o' the top : Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart what it doth know...thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life. Aug. She spea-ks, and 'tis Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. Fare you well. hob. Gentle my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1849 - 952 páginas
...what it doth know That's like my brother's fault: if it confesa A natural guiltiness, such as is hie, or pity. Beat. I would not deny you ; but, by this...partly, to save your life ; for I was told you were in Isab. Hark, how I'll bribe you : Good my lord, turn back. Ang. How, bribe me? haï. Ay, with such gifts,... | |
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That skins the vice o' the top. Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart what it doth know That's like my brother's fault ; if it confess A natural guiltiness such as is his, Let it not sound a thought upon your tongue Against my brother's... 
