 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 384 pàgines
...•.,,.'•' • 47* " Swset Isabel, do yet but kneel by me ; " Hold up your hands, say nothing, I'll speak all. " They say, best men are moulded out of faults ; " And, for the most, become much more the better " For .being a little bad ; so may my husband." Oh, Isabel! will you not... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 424 pàgines
...horror. Mari. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me ; Hold up your hands, say nothing, I'll speak all. They say, best men are moulded out of faults ; And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad : so may my husband. O, Isabel ! will you not lend... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 76 pàgines
...would break, And take her hence in horror. Mari. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me : — They say, best men are moulded out of faults ; And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad ; so may my husband. — O, Isabel ! — Will you... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 410 pàgines
...service. Mari. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me; Hold up your hands, say nothing, I'll speak all. They say, best men are moulded out of faults; And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad: so may my husband. O, Isabel! will you not lend... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 518 pàgines
...in horror. Mart. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me; Hold up your hands, say nothing, I'll speak all. They say, best men are moulded out of faults; And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad: so may my husband. O, Isabel ! will you not lend... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 pàgines
...horror. Mari. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me ; Hold up your hands, say nothing, I'll speak all. They say, best men are moulded out of faults ; And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad : so may my husband. O, Isabel ! will you not lend... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 434 pàgines
...would break, And take her hence in horror. Mari. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me ; — They say, best men are moulded out of faults ; And, for the most, become much more the bettor For being a little bad ; so may my husband. — O, Isabel ! — Will you... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 444 pàgines
...horror. Mari. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by tne ; Hold up your hands, say nothing, I'll speak all. They say, best men are moulded out of faults ; And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad : so may my husband. O, Isabel ! will you not lend... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 520 pàgines
...horror. Mari. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me ; Hold up your hands, say nothing, I'll speak all. They say, best men are moulded out of faults ; And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad : so may my husband. O, Isabel ! will you not lend... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 436 pàgines
...horror. Mari. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me ; Hold up your hands, say nothing, I'll speak all. They say, best men are moulded out of faults ; And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad : so may my husband. 0, Isabel ! will you not lend... | |
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They say, best men are moulded out of faults ; And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad : so may my husband. 
