 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 you will. If Heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must.  The Works of Shakespeare ... - Pągina 90per William Shakespeare - 1907Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 480 pągines
...heaven be pleas'd that you must use me ill, 60 Why, then you must. — Will you put out mine eyes t These eyes, that never did, nor never shall, So much as frown on you ? Huh. I have sworn to do it ; And with hot irons must I burn them out. Arth. Ah, none, but in this... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 434 pągines
...crafty love, And call it. cunning; Do, an if you will: If heaven he pleas'd that you must use me ill, Why, then you must — Will you put out mine eyes?...never did, nor never shall, So much as frown on you? Huh. I have sworn to do it; And with hot irons must I hurn them out. Arth. Ah, none, hut in this iron... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 376 pągines
...cunning; Do, an if you will : If heaveu he pleas'd that you mnst nse me ill, Why, tueu you mnst. — Will you put out mine eyes ? These eyes , that never...did , nor never shall, So much as frown on you? Hub. 1 hate sworn to do it; And with hot irons mnst I burn them out. Arth. Ah, nune, but in this iron age,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 428 pągines
...cunning; Do, an if you will: If heaven he pleas'd that you must use me ill, Why, then you must.—Will you put out mine eyes'? These eyes, that never did, nor never shall, So much as frown on you ? Buh. I have sworn to do it; And with hot irons must I hurn them out. Jlrth. Ah, none, hut in this... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 432 pągines
...cunning; Do, an if you will: If heaven he pleas'd that you must use me ill, Why, then you must — VV ill you put out mine eyes? These eyes, that never did, nor never shall, So much as frown on you? Buh. I have sworn to do it; And with hot irons must I hurn them out. Arth. Ah, none, hut in this iron... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 578 pągines
...It heaven be- pleased that you must use me ill, Why ,then you mart. — Will you put out mine ejes These eyes, that never did, nor never shall, So much as frown on you-?1 I 1 nl' I have sworn to do it; And with hot irons must I burn them out. ,-lrii'.. Ay, none,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 pągines
...crafty love, And call it, cunning: Do, and if you will: If Heaven be pleas'd that you must use me ill, Why, then you must. — Will you put out mine eyes...; 'And with hot irons must I burn them out. Arth. And if an angel should have come to me, And told trie, Hubert should put out mine eyes, I would not... | |
 | Elizabeth Inchbald - 1808 - 418 pągines
...crafty love, And call it, cunning: Do, and if you will: If Heaven be pleas'd that you must use me ill, Why, then you must. — Will you put out mine eyes...it ; And with hot irons must I burn them out. Arth. And if an angel should have come to me, And told me, Hubert should put out mine eyes, I would not have... | |
 | Ben Jonson, John Fletcher, Francis Beaumont - 1811 - 728 pągines
...mouth of the innoceut Arthur, while he is pleading most atfcctingly for mercy. As for example : -" Will you put out mine eyes? These eyes, that never did, nor never shall, So much as frown on you? ”lui. I've sworn to do it; And with hot irons nuu>t 1 burn them out. Arth. Ah, none lut in this iron... | |
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