 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 1058 страница
...tender, Pro. Do'ft thou think fo, Spirit ? Art. Mine would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine (hall. Haft thou, which art but Air, a Touch, a Feeling Of their Afflictions, and fliall not my felf, One of their Kind, that relifli all as iharply Paffion as they, be kindlier mov'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 600 страница
...tears run down his beard, like winter drops From eaves of reeds > your charm fo ftrongly works 'em, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Do'ft thou think fo, fpirit ? Sin. Mine would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine fhall. Haft thou, which art but air, a touch, a... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 582 страница
...affections Would become tender. Pv. Pro. Do'ft thou think fo, fpirit ? ...-..; Ari. Mine would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine fhall. : Haft thou, which...afflictions, and fhall not myfelf One of their kind, that relifli all as fharply, Paflion'd as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art ? Tho' with their high wrongs... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 550 страница
...tears run down his beard, like winter drops From eaves of reeds ; your charm fo ftrongly works 'em, That if you now beheld them, your affections "Would become tender. Pro. Do'ft thou think fo, fpirit ? Art. Mine would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine fhall.Haft thou, which art but air, a touch, a... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 556 страница
...tears run down his beard, like winter drops From eaves of reeds ; your charm fo ftrongly works 'em, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Do'ft thou think fo, Ipirit ? Art. Mine would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine fhall. Haft thou, which art but air, a touch,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 576 страница
...tender. Pro. Do' ft thou think fo, fpirit? Ari. Mine would, Sir, were 1 human. Pro. And mine mail. Haft thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and (hall not myfelf, One of their kind, that relifh all as fharply, Pafiion as they, be kindlier mov'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1762 - 460 страница
...run down his beard, like' winter drops From eaves of reeds ; your charm fo ftrongly works 'en*£That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Do'ft thou think fo, fpiritf Ari. Mine would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine mall. Haft thour whic.h art but air, a touch,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 488 страница
...tears run down his beard, like winter drops From eaves of reeds; your charm fo ftrongly works 'em; That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Doft thou think fo, fpirit? Art, Mine would, Sir, were I human.. Pro. And mine fhall. Haft thou, which art but air,, a touch, a... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 676 страница
...tender. Pro, Do'ft thou think fo, fpirit ? An, Mine would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine (hall. Haft thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and (hall not mylelf, One One of their kind, that relifli all as (harply, Paflion as they, be kindlier... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1771 - 424 страница
...them, your affefcions Would become tender. Pro. Doft thou think fo, fpirit ? Jlri. Mine would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine fhall. Haft thou, which...afflictions, and fhall not myfelf, One of their kind, that reliih all as fharply, Paflion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art ? Tho' with their high wrongs... | |
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And mine shall Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier... 
