 | James Rush - 1833 - 448 pagini
...given as an instance of the ascent of a fifth and the subsequent descent of an octave. False hound! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there That, like an eagle in a dove-vote, I Fluttered your Voices in Coriolij Alone I did it.—Boy.' I say nothing here of the strong... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 624 pagini
...speak. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Volces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Volces in Corioli : Alone I did it.— Boy ! Auf. Why, noble lords, Will you be put in mind of his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 588 pagini
...speak. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Voices ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Fluttered your Voices in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy! Auf. Why, noble lords, Will you be put... | |
 | William Graham (teacher of elocution.) - 1837 - 370 pagini
...what contains it. Boy ! Cut me to pieces, Volscians : men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. Boy ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dove-cot, I Fluttered your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. Boy ! But let us part, Lest my rash... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 522 pagini
...speak. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Voices ; men and lads. Stain all your edge» on me.— Boy ! False hound I If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That...Flutter'd your voices in Corioli : Alone I did it— Boy ! Ли/. Why, noble lords, Will you be put in mind of his blind fortune, Which wo» your shame, by... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 804 pagini
...speak. Cur. Cut me to pieces, Voices: men and lads. Stain all your edges oo me. — Buy ! False hound ! Unfit for other lite, compell'd iu Corioli : Aloue 1 did it— Boy 1 Auf. Why, noble lords, Will yon be put in mind of his blind fortune,... | |
 | Künzel - 1838 - 592 pagini
...slave — Cut me to pieces, Voices 1 men and lads, ¡stain all your edges on me! — Boy I False hound! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Valces in Corioli: Alone I did it. — Boy! $>iee tfl ba8 ®roj}e ber «uÇnenïunfl , bag fte etoa«... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1839 - 490 pagini
...slave! Measureless liar! thou hast made my heart Too great for what contains it.—Boy !—False hound, If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli: Alone I did it:—Boy! [Aufidius.} Why, noble lords, Will you he put in mind... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 pagini
...speak. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Voices ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Fluttered your Voices in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf. Why, noble lords, Will you be put... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 pagini
...speak. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Volces; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me.—Boy! False hound! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Fluttered your Volces in Corioli: Alone I did it.—Boy! Will you be put in mind of his blind fortune,... | |
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If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. Boy ! Auf. 
