 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 ... - Seite 90von William Shakespeare - 1907Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | William Shakespeare - 1852
...crafty love, And call it cunning; Do, an if you will : If heaven be pleasM 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 ? Hitb. I have sworn to do it ; And with hot irons must I burn them out. Arth. Ah, none, but in this... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1853 - 336 Seiten
...love, And call it cunning : do, and if you will : If heaven be pleased "that you should use me ill, Why, then you must. Will you put out mine eyes ? These...to do it ; And with hot irons must I burn them out. A rlh. Ah, none but in this iron age would do it : The iron of itself, though heat red-hot, Approaching... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853
...crafty love, And call it cunning : do, an if you will. If heaven be pleas'd that you will use me ill, Why, then you must — Will you put out mine eyes...Hub. I have sworn to do it, And with hot irons must I hum them out. Arth. Ah ! none but in this iron age would do it. The iron of itself, though heat red-hot,... | |
 | J. PAYNE COLLIER - 1853
...crafty love, And call it cunning : do, an if you will. If heaven he pleas'd that you will use me ill, a potent dukedom. First, in this forest, let us do...well begot : And after, every of this happy number, hum them out. Arth. Ah ! none hut in this iron age would do it. The iron of itself, though heat red-hot,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853
...you must. — Will you put out mine eyes ? The« eve», that never did, nor never shall, So much os frown on you ? Hub. I have sworn to do it ; And with hot irons must I burn them out. Jlrth. Ah, none, butin this iron age, would do it ! The iron of itself, though heat red-hot, Approaching... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853
...be pleased that you must use me ill, ^hy then yon must.— Will you put out mine eyes ? These eye«, R 悀 1 ꂾ 漀 0 ? Huí. I have sworn to do it ; And with hot irons must I burn them out. АтЛ. Ah, none but in this... | |
 | Jesse Olney - 1854 - 324 Seiten
...: do, and 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 that never did, nor never shall, So much as frown on you ? And with hot irons must I burn them out. Hub. I have sworn to do it; Arth. Ah, none, but in this... | |
 | ' - 1856
...you put out mine eyes ? These eyes, that never did nor never shall So much as frown on you ? Hubert. I have sworn to do it, And with hot irons must I burn them out. Arthur. Ah, none but in this iron age would do it! The iron, of itself, though heat red hot, Approaching... | |
 | English poetry - 1857
...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 out mine eyes...it ; And with hot irons must I burn them out. Arth. Ay, none, but in this iron age, would do it ! The iron of itself, though heat red hot, Approaching... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857
...crafty love, And call it cunning : do, an if you will : If Heaven be pleased that you will use me ill. Why then you must. Will you put out mine eyes ? —...I have sworn to do it ; And with hot irons must I bum them out. Ar. Ah, none, but in this iron age, would do it ! The iron of itself, though heat red-hot,... | |
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