 | William Shakespeare - 1849 - 952 str.
...must. Arth. And will you ? Huh. And I will. Arth. Have you the heart ? When your head did but ache, ot. My cousin Vernon ! welcome, by my soul. Ver. Pray...seven thousand strong, la marching hilherwards ; with plcas'd that you must use me ill, Why, then you must — Will y ou put out mine eyes? These eyes, that... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1849 - 348 str.
...hand at midnight held your head, And like the .watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, Where...my love was crafty love, And call it cunning : do, and if you will: If heaven be pleased that you should use me ill, Why, then you must. Will you put... | |
 | Frederick Charles Cook - 1849 - 144 str.
...hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still an anon cheered up the heavy time, Saying, what lack you? and where...prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love, If heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, And call it cunning ; do, an if you will: Why, then... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1849 - 446 str.
...hand at midnight held your head; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, 25 Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you? and, Where...still, And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you; 30 But you at your sick service had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love, And call... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 606 str.
...hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, Where...call it cunning ; do, an if you will; If Heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must.—Will you put out mine eyes ? These eyes, that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 576 str.
...time ; Saying, What lack you ? and, Where lies your grief? Or, What good love may I perform for you f Many a poor man's son would have lain still, And ne'er...call it cunning ; do, an if you will ; If Heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must. — Will you put out mine eyes ? These eyes,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 544 str.
...folio of 1623 ; but handkercher in the quarto. The words were used indifferently in Shakspere's day. Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a...call it cunning ; do, an if you will : If heaven be pleas 'd that you must use me ill, Why, then you must. — Will you put out mine eyes ? These eyes,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 744 str.
...hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, Wliat lack you? and, Where lies your grief f Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a...call it cunning ; do, an if you will ; If Heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must. — Will you put out mine eyes? These eyes, that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 546 str.
...light, as though it was a sonne From heaven, into the place come, Where that he toke his Christendoms." Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a...service had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was erafty love, And call it cunning ; do, an if you will : If heaven be pleas 'd that you must use me... | |
 | George Frederick Graham - 1852 - 570 str.
...hand at midnight held your head ; And, like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time ; Saying, "What lack you?" and,...call it cunning ; do, an if you will : If heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must. — Will you put out mine eyes? These eyes, that... | |
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Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a poor man's son would have lain still, And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you; But you, at your sick service, had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love, And call it cunning. Do, an' if... 
