 | William John Birch - 1848 - 574 str.
...to a Christian world. Iras. Royal Egypt ! Empress ! Char. Peace, peace, Iras. Cleo. No more but in a woman, and commanded By such poor passion as the...the meanest chares ! — It were for me To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods : To I '• 1 1 them that this world did eqnal theirs, 'Till they had... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 586 str.
...there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon. [She faints. Char. O, quietness, lady ! Iras. She is dead too, our sovereign. Cha/r. Lady,...the meanest chares.*— It were for me To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods ; To tell them, that this world did equal theirs, Till they had stolen... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 str.
...faints. Char. 0, quietness, lady! Iras. She is dead, too, our sovereign. Char. Lady, Iras. Madam, Char. 0 madam, madam, madam ! Iras. Royal Egypt! Empress !...the meanest chares. — It were for me To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods; To tell them that this world did equal theirs, Till they had stolen... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 530 str.
...there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon. [She faints Char. O, quietness, lady ! Iras. She is dead, too, our sovereign. Char. Lady,...Peace, peace, Iras. Cleo. No more, but e'en a woman ; l and commanded By such poor passion as the maid that milks, And does the meanest chares.2— It... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 556 str.
...there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon. [She faints Ciiar. O, quietness, lady ! Iras. She is dead, too, our sovereign. Char. Lady,...madam, madam, madam ! Iras. Royal Egypt! Empress! CVtar. Peace, peace, Iras. Cleo. No more, but e'en a woman; l and commanded By such poor passion as... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 708 str.
...there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon. [S fie faints. CHAR. O, quietness, lady ! IRAS. She is dead too, our sovereign. CHAR. Lady,...as the maid that milks, And does the meanest chares b. — It were for me To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods ; To tell them that this world did... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 570 str.
...Char. O, quietness, lady ! Iras. She is dead too, our sovereign. Char. Lady, — Iras, ifadam, — Char. O madam, madam, madam ! Iras. Royal Egypt !...the meanest chares.* — It were for me To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods; To tell them, that this world did equal theirs, Till they had stolen... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 574 str.
...lady ! Iras. She is dead too, our sovereign. Char. Lady, — Iras. Madam, — Char. O madam, m^gm, madam ! Iras. Royal Egypt! Empress ! Char. Peace,...the meanest chares.* — It were for me To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods ; To tell them, that this world did equal theirs, Till they had stolen... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 562 str.
...Madam,— Char. О madam, madam, madam ! Iras. Royal Egypt! Empress ! Char. Peace, peace, Iras. Clco. - wore for me To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods; To tell them, that this world did equal theirs,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 832 str.
...Irai. She is dead too, our sovereign. Char. Lady! Ira». Madam I Char. О madam, madam, madam ! Irai. ns hide all. Plate sin with gold, And the strong lance...none, I say, none : I '11 able 'em : Take that of me sceptre at the injurious gods, To tell them that this world did equal theirs Till they had stolen our... | |
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No more, but e'en a woman, and commanded By such poor passion as the maid that milks And does the meanest chares. It were for me To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods ; To tell them that this world did equal theirs Till they had stol'n our jewel. 
