 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 Seiten
...Dost thou come here to whine ? To outface me with leaping in her grave ? Be buried quick with her, and so will I : And, if thou prate of mountains, let...Nay, an thou'lt mouth, I'll rant as well as thou. ' Woul't drink up eisef?] ie Wilt thou swallow down large draughts of vinegar. — THEOBALD. " It may... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 Seiten
...thou come here to whine ? To outface me with leaping in her grave ? Be buried quick with her, and BO will I: And, if thou prate of mountains, let them...Nay, an thou'lt mouth, I'll rant as well as thou. 1 Woul't drink up eiscl ?] ie H'i/t thou swallow tlown large draughtt of v,negar.—THEOBALD. " It... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 522 Seiten
...here to whine 7 To outface me with leaping in her ijrave ? Be buried quick with her, and so will 1 1 And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Millions...zone, Make Ossa like a wart ! Nay, an thou'lt mouth, 'II rant as well u thou. Qiuen. This is mere madness : (9) A mass for the dead. (10) Living. (11) Eisei... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 528 Seiten
...leaping in her grave 7 Be buried quick with her, and so will I : And, if thou prat« of mountain*, let them throw Millions of acres on us ; till our...ground!, Singeing his pate against the burning zone, Make < > • - ч like a wart ! Nay, an thou'lt mouth, I'll rant as well as thou. Queen. This is mere madness... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1832 - 530 Seiten
...thou come here to whine ? it/. To outface me with leaping in her grave ?a Be buried quick" with her, and so will I : And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Millions of acres on us ; till our ground,0 s outface me with leaping in her grave] ie brave me. See As you *c. III. Rosal. b Be buried... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - 564 Seiten
...Juliet, Act ii. Scene ii. i : ' i or or the following : — ' This is mere madness ; And thus awhile the fit will work on him : Anon, as patient as the female dove, When that her golden couplets are disclos'd, His silence will sit drooping.' — Hamlet, Act v. Scene i. . or Milton's lines on the sounds... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - 568 Seiten
...Romeo and Juliet, Act ii, Scene ii. or or the following : — ' This is mere madness ; And thus awhile the fit will work on him : Anon, as patient as the female dove, When that her golden couplets are disclos'd, His silence will sit drooping,' — Hamlet, Act v. Scene i. or Milton's lines on the sounds... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 534 Seiten
...Dost thou come here to whine ? To outface me with leaping in her grave ? Be buried quick with her, and so will I. And, if thou prate of mountains, let...well as thou. Queen. This is mere madness ; And thus awhile the fit will work on him ; Anon, as patient as the female dove, When that her golden couplets... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 624 Seiten
...Dost thou come here to whine ? To outface me with leaping in her grave ? Be buried quick with her, and so will I : And, if thou prate of mountains, let...zone, Make Ossa like a wart ! Nay, an thou'lt mouth, 1 11 rant as well as thou. Queen. This is mere madness : And thus a while the fit will work on him... | |
 | Daniel Dewey Barnard - 1838 - 248 Seiten
..."To outface me with leaping in her grave? " Be buried quick with her, and so will I ; " And, if thon prate of mountains, let them throw " Millions of acres...against the burning zone, " Make Ossa like a wart ! Nay, and thou'lt mouth, " I'll rani as well as thou." Now, I shall not say, that my worthy friend, in the... | |
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Dost thou come here to whine? To outface me with leaping in her grave? Be buried quick with her, and so will I : And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw Millions of acres on us, till our ground, Singeing his pate against the burning zone, Make... 
