 | 1826 - 508 páginas
...held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy lime. Saying, What lack you? and, Where lies your grief?...my love was crafty love, And call it cunning : Do, and if you will : If Heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why then you must. — Will you put... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1827 - 658 páginas
...Have you the heart? When your head did but ache, I knit my handkerchief about your brows, (The test I had, a princess wrought it me,) And I did never...you at your sick service had a prince. Nay, you may Ihink my love, was crafty love, And call it cunning: Do, an if you will: If heaven be pleas'd that... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 506 páginas
...the hour, Still and anon cheer'd up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, vVhere lies your Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a...you may think, my love was crafty love, And call it cunniiiLr ; Do, an if you will": If heaven be pleas'd that you must use me ill, Why, then you must,—... | |
 | William Godwin - 1830 - 302 páginas
...hand at midnight held my head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time, Saying, What lack you ? and, Where...lain still, And ne'er have spoke a loving word to him— But I, at my sick service, had a prince. •• I am in truth the serpent that stung him, the... | |
 | William Godwin - 1830 - 304 páginas
...hand at midnight held my head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time, Saying, What lack you ? and, Where...lain still, And ne'er have spoke a loving word to him — But I, at my sick service, had a prince. " I am in truth the serpent that stung him, the conspirator... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 500 páginas
...up the heavy time ; Saying, VVhat lack you ? and, Where lies jour grief? Or, What good love may Ï perform for you? Many a poor man's son would have...you ¡ But you at your sick service had a prince. Nav, you may think, my love was crafty love, And call it cunning: Do, an if you will: If heaven be... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 570 páginas
...hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, Where...call it cunning ; do, an if you will ; If Heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must. — Will you put out mine eyes ? These eyes,... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1836 - 534 páginas
...hand at midnight held your head, And like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you? and, Where...call it cunning : do, an if you will : If heaven be pleased that you should use me ill, Why, then you must. — Will you put out mine eyes ? These eyes,... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1836 - 404 páginas
...hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, where...crafty love, And call it cunning: do, an if you will: Why, then you must.—Will you put out mine eyes? If heaven be pleased that you should use me ill,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 570 páginas
...cheer'd up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, Where lies your grief? Or, What good lore may I perform for you ? Many a poor man's son would...service had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafly love, And call it cunning ; Do, an if you will : If heaven be pleas d that you must use me ill,... | |
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Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a poor man's son would have lain still, And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you; But you, at your sick service, had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love, And call it cunning. Do, an' if... 
