| Charles Lamb - 1903 - 438 pagini
...; even for his sake, That hath redeem'd our souls, mark not my face, Nor hack me with your sword : but let me go Perfect and undeformed to my tomb. I am not worthy that I should prevail In the least suit ; no, not to speak to you, Nor look on you, nor to be in your presence... | |
| Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1904 - 710 pagini
...; even for his sake, That hath redeem'd our souls, mark not my face, Nor hack me with your sword : but let me go Perfect and undeformed to my tomb. I am not worthy that I should prevail In the least suit ; no, not to speak to you, Nor look on you, nor to be in your presence... | |
| Charles Lamb, Mary Lamb - 1904 - 686 pagini
...; even for his sake, That hath redeem'd our souls, mark not my face, Nor hack me with your sword : but let me go Perfect and undeformed to my tomb. I am not worthy that I should prevail In the least suit ; no, not to speak to you, Nor look on you, nor to be in your presence... | |
| William Allan Neilson - 1911 - 916 pagini
...— even for His sake, That hath redeem'd our souls, mark not my face, Nor hack me with your sword ; but let me go Perfect and undeformed to my tomb ! I am not worthy that I should prevail « In the least suit ; no, not to speak to yon. Nor look on yon, nor to be in your presence... | |
| John Strong Perry Tatlock, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 860 pagini
...— even for His sake, That hath redeem'd our souls, mark not my face, Nor hack me with your sword; but let me go Perfect and undeformed to my tomb! I am not worthy that I should prevail In the least suit ; no, not to speak to you, Nor look on you, nor to be in your presence;... | |
| John Strong Perry Tatlock, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 860 pagini
...indeed, Mrs. Frankford expects : ". . . Mark not my face. Nor hack me with your sword; but let ше wn and sleep, you sot ! — or, as l 'ma person, I '11 have should prevail In the least suit; no. not to speak to you, Nor look on you, nor to be in your presence;... | |
| Robert Metcalf Smith - 1928 - 596 pagini
...— even for His sake, That hath redeem'd our souls, mark not my face, Nor hack me with your sword ; but let me go Perfect and undeformed to my tomb! I am not worthy that I should prevail In the least suit; no, not to speak to you, Nor look on you, nor to be in your presence;... | |
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