 Avaunt ! and quit my sight. Let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes, Which thou dost glare with.  Troilus and Cressida - Side 177af William Shakespeare - 2000 - 272 siderBegrænset visning - Om denne bog
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 480 sider
...Avant ! and quit my sight ! Let the eart hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with ! Lady. Think of this, good peers, But as a thing of custom : 'tis no other ; Only it spoils the pleasure... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 412 sider
...Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! Let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with ! Lady M. Think of this, good peers, But as a thing of custom : 'tis no other ; Only it spoils the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 558 sider
...And all to all. 'Lords. Our duties, and the pledge. Mac. Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! Let the earth Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with ! Lady M. Think of this, good peers, But as a thing of custom : 'tis no other; Only it spoils the pleasure... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 442 sider
...Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! Let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with ! Lady M. Think of this, good peers, But as a thing of custom : 'tis no other ; Only it spoils the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 454 sider
...Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! Let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with ! Lady M. Think of this, good peers, But as a thing of custom : 'tis no other ; Only it spoils the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 432 sider
...Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! Let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with ! Lady M. Think of this, good peers, But as a thing of custom : 'tis no other ; Only it spoils the... | |
 | Matthew G. Lewis - 1807 - 292 sider
...! and quit my »ight ! — let the earth hide thce ! Thy bones are marrowless ; thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with ! — Hence, horrible shadow ! Unreal mockery, hence! MACBETH. CONTINTTjlTION OF THE HISTORY OF DON... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 578 sider
...[hide thee ! Macb. Avaunt! and quit my sight! Lettheearth Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with ! Lady. Think of this, good peers, But as a thing of custom: 'tis no other; Only it spoils the pleasure... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 346 sider
...Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! Let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes, Which thou dost glare with ! Lady M. Think of this, good peers, But as a thing of custom : 'tis no other ; Only it spoils the... | |
 | 1808 - 324 sider
...A vaunt! and quit my sight ! Let the earth hide thee! Thy bones are marrowless; thy blood is cold; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes, Which thou dost glare with And so, in fact, it was with this political spectre; its bones are marrowless ; its Hood is cold ;... | |
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