 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1855 - 498 Seiten
...— how dost thou look now ? Oh ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! When we shall meet at eompt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ; Ev'n like thy chastity. 0 cursed slave ! Whip me, ye devils, From... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 574 Seiten
...rush against Othello's breast, And he retires. — Where should Othello go ? — Now, how dost thou look now ? O, ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock...thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ; Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave! — Whip me,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 824 Seiten
...rush against Othello's breast, And he retires ; — Where should Othello go ? — Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock...This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fieuds will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl i Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - 390 Seiten
...Where should Othello go ?— Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock 1 when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — • O cursed, cursed slave! — Whip... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 710 Seiten
...but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires ; — Where should Othello go ? — How dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock...thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave !— Whip me, ye devils,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 630 Seiten
...breast, And he retires : — where should Othello go ? — Now, how dost thou look now? 0 ill-starred wench, Pale as thy smock ! When we shall meet at compt,...thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it ! Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — 0 cursdd, curse'd slave ! — Whip... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1858 - 736 Seiten
...Othello's breast, And he retires. — Where should Othello go ? — Now, how dost thou look now ? oh ill-starr'd wench * ! Pale as thy smock ! when we...thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ; Even like thy chastity. — Oh, cursed slave ' ! — Whip me, ye... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1859 - 512 Seiten
...Othello's breast, And he retires. Where should Othello go? Now—how dost thou look cow? Oh ill-ftarr'd wench Pale as thy smock ! When we shall meet at compt,...thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl; Ev'n like thy chastity. 0 cursed slave I Whip me, ye devils, From... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1859 - 512 Seiten
...dismay'di 'tis a lost fear. i ill-ítarr' d wench Pale as thy smock ! When we shall meet at eonipt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ; Ev'n like thy chastity. О cursed slave 1 Whip me, ye devils, From... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 834 Seiten
...ь against Othello's breast, And he retires : — where should Othello go ? — Now, how dost thou eemed so snatch at it ! — Cold, cold, my girl ! Even like thy chastity. — O, cursed, cursed slave \> —... | |
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tis a lost fear ; Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires; — Where should Othello go? — Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven,... 
