 They give me bread and water, being a king ; So that, for want of sleep and sustenance, My mind's distempered, and my body's numb'd, And whether I have limbs or no, I know not.  Blackwood's Magazine - Seite 291818Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Charles Lamb - 1854 - 572 Seiten
...When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the duke of Cleremont. i His keepers. Light. 0, speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart. Lie on this bed, and rest yourself awhile. Edw. These looks of thine can harbour naught but death : I see my tragedy written in thy brows. Yet... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1856 - 590 Seiten
...this water from my tattered robes. Tell Isabel the queen, I looked not thus, When for her sake 1 run at tilt in France, And there unhors'd the Duke of...my heart. Lie on this bed and rest yourself awhile. Edw. These looks of thine can harbour nought but death: 1 see my tragedy written in thy brows. Yet... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1857 - 468 Seiten
...limbs or no, I know not. 0 would my blood drop out from every vein, As doth this water from my tattered robes. Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus, When...France, And there unhors'd the duke of Cleremont. Light. O speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart. Lie on this bed, and rest yourself awhile. Edw. These... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Richard Grant White - 1859 - 478 Seiten
...stolst away our ladies' hearts in France" &c. First Part of the Cont., p. 13, Shak. Soc.'s Reprint. " Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France," &c. Edward the Sec., Vol. H. 282. " Madame, I bring you newes from Ireland j The wild Onele, my lords,... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 Seiten
...would my blood drop out from every vein, As doth this water from my tatter'd robes ! l His keepers. Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the duke of Cleremont. Light. O, speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart. Lie on this... | |
 | 1865 - 708 Seiten
...not I know not. Oh, would my blood dropp'd out from every vem, As doth this water from my tatter'd robes ! Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, Ami there unhors'd the Duke of Cleremont. Light. Oh, speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart.... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, Alexander Dyce - 1865 - 476 Seiten
...no I know not. 0, would my blood dropp'd out from every vein, As doth this water from my tatter'd * robes ! Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in Franco, And there unhors'd the Duke of Cleremont. Light. 0, speak no more, my lord I this breaks my... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1865 - 592 Seiten
...drop out from every vein, As doth this water from my tattered robes ! Tell Isabel the queen, I looked not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the Duke of Cleremont. Light. Oh, speak no more, my lord ! — this breaks my heart. Lie on... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 Seiten
...As doth this water from my tattered robes ! Tell Isabel the queen, I looked not thus, 1 His keepers. When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the Duke of Cleremont. Light. O speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart. Lie on this... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1866 - 704 Seiten
...not I know not. Oh, would my blood dropp'd out from every vein, As doth this water from my tatter'd robes ! Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus,...France, And there unhors'd the Duke of Cleremont. Light. Oh, speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart. Lie on this bed, and rest yourself a while. Edw.... | |
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