 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 522 sivua
...To whom the aged king thus trembling spoke : &c.— " Not mov'd at all, but smiling at his teares, " This butcher, whilst his hands were yet held up, " Treading upon his breast, strooke off his • hands. " Dido. O end, ./Eneas, I can heare no more. " j£a. At which the frantick... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 484 sivua
...To whom the aged king thus trembling spoke : &c.— ' Not mov'd at all, but smiling at his teares, ' This butcher, whil'st his hands were yet held up, ' Treading upon his breast, stroke off his hands. " Dido. O end, jEneas, I can hear no more. " AM. At which the franticke queene... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 558 sivua
...To whom the aged king thus trembling spoke : &c.— ' Not mov'd at all, but smiling at his teares, ' This butcher, whil'st his hands were yet held up, " Treading upon his breast.stroke off his hands. " Dido. O end, .•Eneas, I can hear no more. " JEn. At which the franticke... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, Thomas Nash - 1825 - 96 sivua
...fortune's turn'd! King of this city, but my Troy is fir'd! And now am neither father, lord, nor king! Vet who so wretched but desires to live ? O, let me live, great Neoptolemus 1" Not mov'd at all, but smiling at his tears, This butcher, whilst his hands were yet held up, Treading... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1826 - 1070 sivua
...fortune's turn'd! King of this city, but my Troy is fired! And now am neither father, lord, nor king ! Yet who so wretched but desires to live ? O, let me...upon his breast, struck off his hands. DIDO. O end, ./Eneas, I can hear no more. JEv. At which the frantic queen leap'don his face, And in his eyelids... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe - 1876 - 474 sivua
...is fir'd ; And now am neither father, lord, nor king : Yet who so wretched but desires to live I 0, let me live, great Neoptolemus ! " Not mov'd at all,...Treading upon his breast, struck off his hands. Dido. 0, end, .En«nII can hear no more. ¿En. At which the frantic queen leaji'd on hia face, And in his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1877 - 493 sivua
...thousand deaths at every glance. ****** Not moved at all, but smiling at his tears. The butcher while his hands were yet held up Treading upon his breast, struck off his hands. At which the frantic queen leapt on his face. And in his eyelids hanging by the nails A little while... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1877 - 504 sivua
...Threatening a thousand deaths at every glance. Not moved at all, but smiling at his tears, The butcher while his hands were yet held up Treading upon his breast, struck off his hands. At which the frantic, queen leapt on his face. And in his eyelids hanging by the nails A Httle while... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1877 - 532 sivua
...thousand deaths at ever}' glance. Not moved at all, but ft mi ling at his tears, The butcher while his hands were yet held up Treading upon his breast, struck off his hands. At which the fnintic queen leapt on his face, And in his eyelids hanging by the nails A Utile while... | |
 | Christopher Marlowe, Percy Pinkerton - 1885 - 354 sivua
...fortune's turn'd ; King of this city, but my Troy is fir'd ; And now am neither father, lord, nor king : Yet who so wretched but desires to live ? O, let me...upon his breast, struck off his hands. Dido. O, end ,linens ! I can hear no more. &n. At which the frantic queen leap'd on his face, And in his eyelids... | |
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Yet who so wretched but desires to live ? O, let me live, great Neoptolemus!" Not mov'd at all, but smiling at his tears, This butcher, whilst his hands were yet held up, Treading upon his breast, struck off his hands. Dido. O end, 
