 | Ebenezer Porter - 1838 - 316 страница
...ministers of Grace! defend us; Save me, — and hover o'er me with yoitf wings, Ye heavenly Guards ! 49. "And do you now put on your best attire? And do you...holiday? And do you now strew flowers in his way, That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood1? Begone ! 50. Acdunt! — Fly thithe* whence thou fled'st; if... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 714 страница
...shout, That Tyber trembled underneath her banks To hear the replication of your sounds, Made in her concave shores? And do you now put on your best attire...holiday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way, That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Be gone ! Deux. cit. — Je vous en prie, monsieur, ne soyez,... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1839 - 316 страница
...ministers of Grux! defend us; Save me, — and hover o'er me with your wings, Ye heavenly Guards ! 49. "And do you now put on your best attire? And do you...holiday? And do you now strew flowers in his way, That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood1? Begone ! 50. Jt'juunt! — Fly thither whence thou fled'st;... | |
 | Thomas Peregrine Courtenay - 1840 - 354 страница
...shout, That Tiber trembled underneath his banks, To hear the replication of your sounds, Made in her concave shores ? And do you now put on your best attire...holiday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way, That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Begone ; Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 страница
...shout, That Tiber trembled underneath her banks, To hear the replication of your sounds Made in her concave shores ? And do you now put on your best attire...holiday ; And do you now strew flowers in his way That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood ? — Be gone! Run to your houses, fall upon your knees; Pray... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 страница
...shout, That Tyber trembled underneath her banks, To hear the replication of your sounds Made in her concave shores ? And do you now put on your best attire...holiday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way, That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Be gone ! Run to your houses, fell upon your knees, Pray to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 страница
...shout, That Tyber trembled underneath her banks, To hear the replication of your sounds Made in her concave shores ? And do you now put on your best attire?...holiday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way, That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Be gone ! Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 450 страница
...shout , That Tyber trembled underneath her banks , To hear the replication of your sounds Made in her concave shores? And do you now put on your best attire?...holiday? And do you now strew flowers in his way , That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood? Be gone ! Run to your houses , fall upon your knees , Pray to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 страница
...shout, That Tiber trembled underneath her banks, To hear the replication of your sounds Made in her concave shores ? And do you now put on your best attire;...out a holiday ; And do you now strew flowers in his wav That comes in triumph over Pompey 's blood ? — Be gone ! Run to your houses, fall upon your knees... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 334 страница
...saw his chariot but appear, Have you not made an universal shout, That Tt/ber trembled underneath hi? banks, To hear the replication of your sounds, Made...holiday? And do you now strew flowers in his way, That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood f Begone; Run to your houses; fall upon your Imees, Pray to the... | |
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And do you now put on your best attire ? And do you now cull out a holiday ? And do you now strew flowers in his way, That comes in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Be gone ! Run to your houses, fall upon your knees, Pray to the gods to intermit the plague... 
