 | William Shakespeare, Richard Grant White - 1859 - 478 str.
...France" &c. First Part of the Cont., p. 13, Shak. Soc.'s Reprint. " Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France," &c. Edward the Sec., Vol. H. 282. " Madame, I bring you newes from Ireland j The wild Onele, my lords,... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1865 - 592 str.
...distempered, and my body's numbed, And whether I have limbs or no, I know not. Oh, would my blood drop out from every vein, As doth this water from my tattered...France, And there unhorsed the Duke of Cleremont. Light. Oh, speak no more, my lord ! — this breaks my heart. Lie on this bed, and rest yourself awhile. Edw.... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 str.
...distempered, and my body's numbed, And whether I have limbs or no, I know not. O would my blood drop out from every vein, As doth this water from my tattered...robes ! Tell Isabel the queen, I looked not thus, 1 His keepers. When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the Duke of Cleremont.... | |
 | 1865 - 708 str.
...dropp'd out from every vem, As doth this water from my tatter'd robes ! Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, Ami there unhors'd the Duke of Cleremont. Light. Oh, speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart.... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1866 - 704 str.
...dropp'd out from every vein, As doth this water from my tatter'd robes ! Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhors'd the Duke of Cleremont. Light. Oh, speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart. Lie on this... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1867 - 506 str.
...drop out from every vein, As doth this water from my tatter'd robes. Tell Isabel, the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhors'd the duke of Cleremont. Ligld. 0, speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart. Lie on this... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, William Smith - 1869 - 420 str.
...drop out from every vein As d;'.iiiis water from my tatter'd robes ! Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, Light. O, speak no more, my lord ! this breaks my heart. Lie on this bed, and rest yourself awhile.... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, William Smith - 1850 - 492 str.
...drop out from every vein, As doth this water from my tatter'd robes 1 Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the duke of Cleremont. 1 Ills keeper*. Light. O, speak no more, my lord! this breaks my heart. Lie on this bed, and rest yourself... | |
 | sir John Scott Keltie - 1870 - 588 str.
...dropp'd out from every vein, As doth this water from my tatter'd robes ! Tell Isabel the queen, I look'd r a — Face. Nay, But understand : I'll give you compo thero uuhors'd tho Duke of Claremont. Light. Oh, speak no more, my lord! this breaks my heart. Lie... | |
 | Frederick A. Laing - 1873 - 262 str.
...mind's distempered and my body numbed, And whether I have limbs or no I know not. 0 would my blood drop out from every vein, As doth this water from my tattered...thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France." After a while, the king feels convinced that Lightborn has come to kill him; and yet he would fain... | |
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Tell Isabel, the queen, I looked not thus, When for her sake I ran at tilt in France, And there unhorsed the Duke of Cleremont. 
