 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 660 pàgines
...Э, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fallen :* young boys an Are level BOW with men : the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.' [She fan Char. O, quietness, lady ! Iras. She is dead. too. our sovereun. Char. Lady, /rot. Madam,— Char.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 352 pàgines
...the earth doth melt. — My lord ! — O, wither'd is the garland of the war ; The soldier's pole l is fallen ; young boys and girls Are level now with...Royal Egypt ! Empress ! Char. Peace, peace, Iras. Cle. No more, but ev'na woman ; and commanded By such poor passion as the maid that milks, And does... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 554 pàgines
...o' the earth doth melt. — My lord ! — 0! wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fallen : young boys, and girls, Are level now with...nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon. Char. 0, quietness, lady! Iras. She is dead too , our sovereign. Char. Lady ! — Iras. Madam ! —... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 532 pàgines
...doth melt. — My lord ! — O, withered is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fallen ; 1 young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the...nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon. f Site faints. Char. O, quietness, lady ! Iras. She is dead, too, our sovereign. Char. Iras. Madam,... | |
 | 1906 - 920 pàgines
...we acquiesce in their defeat we are exulting in their victory; and when they have vanished we say, the odds is gone. And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon. Though we hear nothing from Shakespeare of the cruelty of Plutarch's Antony, or of the misery caused... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 568 pàgines
...odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon. [She faints. Char. 0, quietness, lady ! Iras. She is dead too, our sovereign. Char Lady, — Iras. Madam,— Char. 0 madam, madam, madam ! Iras. Royal Egypt ! Empress ! Char. Peace, peace, Iras. Cleo. No more, but... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 532 pàgines
...earth doth melt.—-My lord!— 0, withered is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fallen ; l young boys and girls Are level now with men; the odds...nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon. [SiIe faints. Iras. She is dead, too, our sovereign. Char. O, quietness, lady ! Char. Lady, Iras. Madam,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 650 pàgines
...!— Í), wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fallen ;9 young boys and gir л, Are level now with men : the odds is gone, And there...nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.* \Shefaint» Char. O, quietne - • • • Jnis. She is dead, too, our sovereign. Char. Lady, ira».... | |
 | William John Birch - 1848 - 570 pàgines
...when their more simple enunciation might not have recommended him in his hero to a Christian world. Iras. Royal Egypt ! Empress ! Char. Peace, peace, Iras. Cleo. No more but in a woman, and commanded By such poor passion as the maid that milks, And does the meanest chares... | |
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The crown o' the earth doth melt. — My lord ! — O, withered is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fallen ; ' young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon. 
