 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 596 pągines
...conscience, how dost thou alHict me I—- The lights burn blue. — It is now (lend midnight. Cold (earful e being not known, not mustcr'd reasoi "Why? Lest I revenue. What? Myself on myself? 1 love myself. Wherefore? for any good, That I... | |
 | Cyclopaedia - 1853 - 772 pągines
...well conceals The heavy strokes of fate, he bears them well. Dr. Watts. 198 CONSCIENCE. CONSCIENCE. O COWARD conscience, how dost thou afflict me! The lights...stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear? myself? Shakspere. I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience. Shakspere.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 478 pągines
...me another horse ! — bind up my wounds ! — Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft ! I did but dream .— O. coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! —...stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? myself? there 's none else by : Richard loves Richard : that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here ? No ; —... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 832 pągines
...Hick. Give me another horse — Bind up my wounds — Have mercy, Jesu! — Soft: I did but dream. — ny days will finish up the year, How many years a...divide the times : So many hours must I tend my flock 1 fear? myself? there 's none else by: Richard loves Richard ; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1854 - 538 pągines
...me another horse ! — bind up my wounds ! — Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft! I did but dream. — O, coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! —...drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear 1 myself ? there's none else by : Richard loves Richard ; that is, I atn I.17 16 In this series of... | |
 | 1856 - 518 pągines
...coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! — The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. — What do I fear ? Myself ? There's none else by : Richard...? Lest I revenge. What ! Myself on myself ? 1 love myself ? Wherefore? For any good That I myself have done unto myself? Oh, no, alas ! I rather hate... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 710 pągines
...GITE me another horse, — bind up my wounds, — Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft ; I did but dream. — O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! The...Why? Lest I revenge. What ? Myself on myself ? 1 love myself. Wherefore ? for any good, That I myself have done unto myself ? O, no : alas, I rather hate... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 352 pągines
...K. Rich. Give me another horse ; bind up my wounds ; — Have mercy, Jesu ! Soft ; I did but dream. 0 coward Conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! The...stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? myself ? there 's none else by : Richard loves Richard ; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here ? no ;... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1858 - 516 pągines
...this extract. GIVE me another horse ! bind up my wounds ! Have mercy! mercy! Soft! I did but dream. 0 coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! The...loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer hero ? No ; — yes ; / am. Then fly! What, from myself? Great reason: why? Lest I revenge. What? Myself... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1858 - 738 pągines
...and " powerless arm " inserted in its place. Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft ! I did but dream. — Oh, coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! —...none else by : Richard loves Richard ; that is, I am 1 5. Is there a murderer here ? No ; — yes ; I am : Then fly, — What, from myself ? Great reason... | |
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Give me another horse! bind up my wounds! Have mercy, Jesu! Soft! I did but dream. O! coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me. The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What! do I fear myself? there's... 
