| William Shakespeare - 1836 - 646 pàgines
...labour Mars what it does ; vea, very force entangles Itself with strength: Seal, then,14 and nil m s,* * JST. fíen. Come, Margaret ; God, our hope,...K. Hen. Farewell, my lord ; [Го LORD SAY. trust : or unicorne ; bin if ihey be curiously look'd into, there is nothing but cl'iih, and etickf, and... | |
| Henry Rogers - 1838 - 150 pàgines
...or ex" pression, essentially poetical. Neither have those " sad and beautiful words of Antony, — 'Eros! — I come, my queen. Eros! stay for me. Where...Eneas shall want troops, And all the haunt be ours ' — " a decided claim to be considered as poetry, in " point of expression only. Even the exquisite... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1838 - 522 pàgines
...Itself with strength: Seal then,a and all is done. — Eros ! — I come, my queen : — Eros ! — Slav for me: Where souls do couch on flowers, we'll hand...haunt be ours.— Come, Eros, Eros ! Re-enter Eros. Em. What would my lord 7 Ant. Since Cleopatra died, I have liv'd in such dishonour, that the gods Detest... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1838 - 804 pàgines
...with strength : Seal then, and all is done. — Eros ! — I come, my queen : — Eros ¡—Stay lor me : Where souls do couch on flowers, we'll hand in...sprightly port make the ghosts gaze : Dido and her /Em-iis shall want troops, And all the haunt be ours. — Come, bros, Eros ! Kmis. Eros. What would... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1839 - 534 pàgines
...further. Now all labor Mars what it does; yea, very force entangles Itself with strength. Seal, then, and all is done.— Eros !—I come, my queen :—Eros...her ^Eneas shall want troops, And all the haunt be ours.—Come, Eros, Eros! Re-enter EROS. Eros. What would my lord ? [Exit EROS. I lived in such dishonor,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1839 - 526 pàgines
...does ; yea, very force entangles Itself with strength. Seal, then, and all is done. — Eros ! — F come, my queen : — Eros ! — Stay for me : Where...haunt be ours. — Come, Eros, Eros ! Re-enter EROS. Eros. What would my lord ? Ant. Since Cleopatra died, I lived in such dishonor, that the gods Detest... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1839 - 534 pàgines
...furthejt: Now all labour Mars what it does ; yea, veryforce entangles Itself with strength : Seal then, and all is done .• Eros ! — I come, my queen :...\Where souls do couch on flowers, we'll hand in hand, fAnd with our sprightly port make the ghosts gaze : -•»__ — ' Dido and her .Eneas shall want troops,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1841 - 202 pàgines
...— Eros ! — I come, my queen. — Eros ! — Stay for me. Where souls do couch on flowers we '11 hand in hand, And with our sprightly port make the...and her ./Eneas shall want troops, And all the haunt he ours. — Come, Eros, Eros ! Re-enter EROS. Eros. What would my lord ? Ant. Since Cleopatra died,... | |
| William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 594 pàgines
...farther. Now all labour Mars what it does ; yea, very force entangles Itself with strength : seal then, and all is done. — Eros ! — I come, my queen....sprightly port make the ghosts gaze : Dido and her jEneas shall want troops, And all the haunt be ours. — Come, Eros ! Eros ! Re-enter EROS. Eros. What... | |
| William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 606 pàgines
...farther. Now all labour Mars what it does ; yea, very force entangles Itself with strength : seal then, and all is done. — Eros! — I come, my queen. —...haunt be ours. — Come, Eros ! Eros ! Re-enter EROS. Eros. What would my lord ? Ant. Since Cleopatra died I have liv'd in such dishonour, that the gods... | |
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