| William Shakespeare - 1709 - 608 pàgines
...Earth doth melt-— My Lord!— Oh wither'd is the Garland of the War, The Soldiers Pole is fall'n : Young Boys and Girls Are level now with Men-, the...And there is nothing left remarkable, Beneath the vifiting Moon. [She faints. Char. Oh quietnefs, Lady; Iras. She's dead too, our Sovereign.' Char. Lady.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1733 - 480 pàgines
...o'th'earth doth melt — my Lord ! Oh, wither'd is the garland of the war, The foldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men; the odds is gone j And there is nothing left remarkable, Beneath the vifiting Moon. [She faints. Char. Oh, quietnefs,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1745 - 548 pàgines
...earth doth melt — > my Lord Oh, wither'd is the garland of the war, The foldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the...gone, And there is nothing left remarkable, Beneath thevifiting moon. [She faints. Char. Oh quietnefs, Lady. Iras. She is dead too, our Sovereign. Char.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1747 - 500 pàgines
...th* earth doth melt my Lord ! Oh, wither'd is the garland of the war, The fbldier's pole is fall'n: young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the...And there is nothing left remarkable. Beneath the vifiting moon. [She faints. Char. Oh, quietnels, Lady 1 Iras. She's dead too, our fovereign. Char.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1747 - 352 pàgines
...Lord! i Oh, wither'd is the garland of the war, The foldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and gïtls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable, Beneath the vifiting moon. [Sbe faeB, Ciar. Oh quietnefs, Lady. Jr<a. She ia dead too., our Sovereign, Ciar. Lady!... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1747 - 352 pàgines
...than a ftye ? O fee, my women! Oh, wither'd is the garland of the war, The foldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, Beneath the vifiting moon. • [SbtfmA And there is nothing left remarkable, fras. She is dead too,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1747 - 498 pàgines
...the garland of the war, The foldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men j the odds is gone ; And there is nothing left remarkable, Beneath the vifiting moon. [She faints. Char. Oh, quietnefi, Lady 1 Iras. She's dead too, our fovereign. Char.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1752 - 450 pàgines
...earth doth melt—my Lord F Oh, wither'd is the garland of the war, The foldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the...And there is nothing left remarkable, Beneath the vifiting moon. [She faints. Char. Oh, quietnefs, Lady ! Iras. She's dead too, our fovcreign. Cbar.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1758 - 114 pàgines
...earth doth melt: _My lord !_ O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The foldier's pole is fall'n ; young boys, and girls, Are level now with men : the...gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the vifiting moon. CHA. — O, quietnefs, lady. [Cleopatra/iyw»/. CHA. —Lady,— IR A. —Madam,—... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1762 - 440 pàgines
...garland -of- the -war, (• : --nifc . i".i The foldier's pole it fall'n: yotang beys 'and- giris .-•'* Are level now with men ; the odds is gone ; And there is nothing left remarkable, Beneath the vifiting moon. [She faiutt. C&ar. Oh, quietnefs, Lady ! Jras. She's dead too, our fovereign. Char,... | |
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