 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 372 pàgines
...But being both from me, both to each friend, I guess one angel in another's hell : Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt, Till my bad angel fire my good one out. Those lips that Love's own hand did make Breathed forth the sound that said, hate," To me that languish'd... | |
 | Ethan Allen Hitchcock - 1866 - 298 pàgines
...Bnt being both from me, both to each friend, I guess one angel in another's hell : Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt, Till my bad angel fire my good one out. Tide RIURKS, p. 36 : also Sonnets 42, 1ST. 147. OXLV. Those lips that Love's own hand did make, Breath'd... | |
 | 1889 - 700 pàgines
...its modern sense ? FL MCK. Shakespeare's 1441)1 Sonnet ends with the lines : " Yet this I shall not know, but live in doubt, Till my bad angel fire my good one out." 13. — There is an old tune called " Hunting the Hare," which dates, I think, from early in the seventeenth... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1868 - 578 pàgines
...But being both from me, both to each friend) I guess one angel in another's hell. Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt, Till my bad angel fire my good one out. — 144. The 144th, we must again point out, was printed in 'The Passionate Pilgrim' in 1599. This... | |
 | Carl Karpf - 1869 - 204 pàgines
...But being both from me, both to each friend. I guess one angel in another's hell: Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt Till my bad angel fire my good one out. Die Verfinsterung, welche durch die Negation (flir welche die Finsterniss als Bild erscheint) bewirkt... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1870 - 740 pàgines
...But being both from me, both to each friend, I guess one angel in another's hell. Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt, Till my bad angel fire my good one out. Those lips, that love'i own hand did make, Breathed forth the sound that said " I hate," To me that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1874 - 588 pàgines
...But being both from me, both to each friend, I guess one angel in another's hell : Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt, Till my bad angel fire my good one out. CXLV. Those lips that Love's own hand did make Breath'd forth the sound that said, " I hate," To me that... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1876 - 840 pàgines
...But being both from me, both to each friend, I guess one angel hi another's hell. Yet this shall I e the gown, Those lips that Love's own hand did make, Breath'd forth the sound that said, I Hate, To me that languish'd... | |
 | Hermann Ulrici - 1876 - 598 pàgines
...But being both from me, both to each friend, I guess one angel in another's hell. Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt, Till my bad angel fire my good one out." (Srmnet 144.) Yet even in this case again the poet exhibits the selfdenying power of his friendship,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1878 - 408 pàgines
...But being both from me, both to each friend, I guess one angel in another's hell. Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt, Till my bad angel fire my good one out. CXLV. Those lips that Love's own hand did make, Breath'd forth the sound that said, / hate, To me that languish'd... | |
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And whether that my angel be turn'd fiend Suspect I may, yet not directly tell; But being both from me, both to each friend, I guess one angel in another's hell. Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt, Till my bad angel fire my good one out. 
