 Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : — But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live or bear no life, The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up ; to be discarded thence ! Or keep it as a cistern...  The Works of William Shakespeare - Pàgina 70per William Shakespeare - 1812Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 pàgines
...finger at," — O! O! Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : But there, where I have garner'd6 up my heart ; Where either I must live, or bear no...rose-lipp'd cherubin; Ay, there, look grim as hell !c Des. I hope, my noble lord esteems me honest. Oth, O, ay ; as summer flies are in the shambles,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 pàgines
...finger at,"— O! O! Yet could I bear that too; well, very well: But there, where I have garner'd b up my heart; Where either I must live, or bear no...it as a cistern, for foul toads To knot and gender in!—turn thy complexion there! Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubin; Ay, there, look grim... | |
 | 1833 - 360 pàgines
...to make me A fixed figure, for the time of scorn To point his slow unmoving finger at, — О! О! Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : But...current runs, Or else dries up ; to be discarded thence ! DES. I hope my noble lord esteems me honest. Отн. O, ay ! as summer flies are in the shambles,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 534 pàgines
...finger at, — O!O! Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : But there, where I have garnered up my heart ; Where either I must live, or bear no...Turn thy complexion there ! Patience, thou young and rose-lipped cherubim ; Ay, there, look grim as hell ! a Des. I hope my noble lord esteems me honest.... | |
 | Elizabeth Washington Wirt - 1837 - 264 pàgines
...l should have found in some part of my soul A drop of patience — But there where I have garnered up my heart ; Where either I must live, or bear no...current runs, Or else dries up ; to be discarded thence ! . . . . Shaks. Exiled from all my soul holds dear ! Life hath no tortures so severe. . . . Euripides'... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 pàgines
...finger at, — O! O! Yet could I bear that too; well, very well: But there, where I have garner' dc up my heart ; Where either I must live, or bear no...complexion there ! Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubim, Ay, there, look grim as hell ! 37 — iv. 2. 253 Be witness to me, O thou blessed moon, When... | |
 | Hatchway (lieut, R.N., pseud.) - 1838 - 922 pàgines
...should bave found in some part of my soul A drop of patience : — But there, where I have garnered np my heart ; Where, either I must live, or bear no life;...current runs, Or else dries up ; to be discarded thence ! — Othello. " I HADE up my mind to proceed instantly in quest of the fugitives, to revenge myself... | |
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