| William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 pągines
...royal bed of Denmark be A couch for luxury and damned incest. But, howsoever thou pursu'st this act, Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught ; leave her to heaven, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 pągines
...act, Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught ; leave her to heaven, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once .' The glow-worm shows the matin to be near, And 'gins to pale his unerfectual... | |
| British poets - 1824 - 676 pągines
...Brackenbury, I have done these things, — That now give evidence against my soul. Leave her to heaven, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, To prick and sting her. The colour of the king doth come and go Between his purpose and his conscience, Like heralds 'twixt... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1825 - 654 pągines
...different from that of the poet, — for >would have been totally against his purpose to have said, ' Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught.' " gained, infringed by Mr. Hastings, who, in a letter to his colleagues in the government, honestly... | |
| Thomas Moore - 1825 - 566 pągines
...different from that of the poet, — for it would have been totally against his purpose to have said, " ' Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught.' " The Nabob himself, though sufficiently ready CHAP' to make the wealth of those venerable ladies occasionally... | |
| 1826 - 508 pągines
...royal bed of Denmark be A couch for luxury and damned incest. But, howsoever thou pursu'st this act, Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught ; leave her to Heaven, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, To goad and sting her. Fare thee well at once... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1826 - 540 pągines
...abatynge of theyr sikenes, yf God wyll that they ' Therefore your best appointment make with speed.' ' Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught; leave her to heaven, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once!... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 pągines
...fol. 171. Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught; leave her to heaven, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once ! The glowworm shows the matin to be near, And 'gins to pale his uneffectual... | |
| William Enfield - 1827 - 412 pągines
...horrible ! G/ion?. If thou bast nature in thee, bear it not ; But howsoever thou pursu'st this act, Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother auglit ; leave her to Heav'n, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, To prick and sting her.... | |
| Thomas Curtis - 1829 - 804 pągines
...to rise, and her adorned head To prick of highest praise forth to advance. Id. Leave her to heaven. And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge, To prick and sting her. Shaktpeare. Hamlet. These many then shall die, their names are prickt. Stiaktpeare. Well, 'tis no matter,... | |
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