| William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 578 str.
...to pant, And breathe short-winded accents of new broils To be commenc'd in stronds afar remote. Xo more the thirsty entrance of this soil Shall daub her lips with her own children's blond ; No more shall trenching war channel her tit-Ms, Xor bruise her rtowrets with the armed hoofs... | |
| Robert Morehead - 1814 - 68 str.
...poetical word ? HENBY IV., PART i. Act 1. Scene 1. King Henry says, in the first speech of this play, No more the thirsty entrance of this soil Shall daub her lips with her own children's blood. An expression which I will venture to say every plain reader is quite satisfied with : But lo! and... | |
| Andrew Becket - 1815 - 748 str.
...Bolinsjbroke taking a jaunt or ride, as Mr. Steevem seeing to FIRST PART OF iv. ACT I. SCENE I. K. Henry. No more the thirsty entrance of this soil Shall daub her lips with her own children's blood ; No more the thirsty entrance of this soil Shall damp her lips with her own children's blood ;] This... | |
| 1853 - 816 str.
...light," says Mr Collier, "is thrown upon the two lines which have produced so many conjectures : ' No more the thirsty entrance of this soil Shall daub her lips with her own children's blood.' " The MS. corrector has in this instance shown his sense by not meddling with these lines ; for how... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1826 - 216 str.
...overcome, make slave. TG. 2, 4. From thrall, wh. s. Entrance, entry. But alff. 1, 1. Mason, for JVo more the thirsty entrance of this soil shall daub her lips with, her own children's blood corrects Brinnys, Vesa Vengeance, referring to TAn. 5, 2. bHf. a, 2- Douce 1)1. of. Sh, I, 412- entrails.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1828 - 346 str.
...peace to pant, And breathe short winded accents of new broils To be commenc'd in strands afar remote. No more the thirsty entrance of this soil Shall daub her lips with her own children's blood ; No more shall trenching war channel her fields, Nor bruise her flowrets with the armed hoofs Of hostile... | |
| William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 458 str.
...peace to pant, And breathe short-winded accents of new broils* To be commenc'd in stronds afar remote, No more the thirsty entrance of this soil* Shall daub her lips with her own children's blood ; No more shall trenching war channel her fields, Nor bruise her flowrets with the armed hoofs Of hostile... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 str.
...peace to pant, And breathe short-winded accents of new broils To be cornmenc'd in strands afar remote. thus boldly for his king. My lord of Hereford here, ; No more shall trenching war channel her fields, Nor bruise her flowrets with the armed hoofs Of hostile... | |
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