 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 76 pàgines
...is a paradise To what we fear of death. I sab. Alas ! alas ! Claud. Sweet sister, let me live : What sin you do to save a brother's life, Nature dispenses with the deed so far, That it becomes a virtue. Isab. O, faithless coward ! O, dishonest wretch I Is't not a kind of incest, to take life From thine... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 424 pàgines
...is a paradise To what we fear of death. I mib. Alas ! alas ! Claud. Sweet sister, let me live : What sin you do to save a brother's life, Nature dispenses with the deed so far, That it becomes a virtue. Isab . O, you beast ! O, faithless coward ! O, dishonest wretch ! Wilt 'thou be made a man out of my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 408 pàgines
...nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. hub. Alas! Alas! Claud. Sweet sister, let me live : What sin you do to save a brother's life, Nature dispenses with the deed so far. That it becomes a virtue. Isnli. O, you beast! O, faithless coward! O^ dishonest wretch! Wilt thou be made a man out of my vicef... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 518 pàgines
...ie the spirit accustomed here t» ease and delights. a viewless winds,] ie unseen, invisible. What sin you do to save a brother's life, Nature dispenses with the deed so far, That it becomes a virtue. Isab. O, you beast ! O, faithless coward ! O, dishonest wretch ! Wilt thou be made a man out of my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 pàgines
...is a paradise To what we fear of death. Isab. Alas ! alas ! Claud. Sweet sister, let me live : What sin you do to save a brother's life, Nature dispenses with the deed so far, That it becomes a virtue. Isab. O, you beast ! O, faithless coward ! O, dishonest wretch ! Wilt thou be made a man out of my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 pàgines
...Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. Claud. Sweet sister, let me live : What sin you do to save a brother's life, Nature dispenses with the deed so far, That it becomes a virtue. Isab. O, you beast ! O, faithless coward ! O, dishonest wretch ! Wilt thou be made a man out of my... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 578 pàgines
...nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. hab. Alas ! alas ! Claud. Sweet sister, let me live: What sin you do to save a brother's life, Nature dispenses with the deed so far, grave 30 That it becomes a virtue. I.iah. Oh, vou beast ! h, faithless coward ! Oh, dishonest wretch... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 434 pàgines
...is a Paradise To what we fear of death. Isa. Alas, alas ! . Claud. Sweet sister, let me live : What sin you do, to save a brother's life, Nature dispenses with the deed so far, That it becomes a virtue. Isa. O, faithless coward ! O, dishonest wretch! Is't not a kind of incest, to take life From thine... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 444 pàgines
...is a paradise To what we fear of death.* Isab. Alas ! alas ! Clau. Sweet sister, let me live : What sin you do to save a brother's life, Nature dispenses with the deed so far, That it becomes a virtue. Sloth, Covetousness, Gluttony, and Lechery. To recapitulate the punishments hereafter for these sins,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 520 pàgines
...spirit accustomed here to ease and delights. 1 viewless winds,'] i.re. unseen, invisible-. • What sin you do to save a brother's life, Nature dispenses with the deed so far, That it becomes a virtue. Isab. O, you beast! O, faithless coward ! O, dishonest wretch ! Wilt thou be made a man out of my vice... | |
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Sweet sister, let me live : What sin you do to save a brother's life, Nature dispenses with the deed so far, That it becomes a virtue. 
