 O! coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me. The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.  First (-Fourth) reading book - Стр. 266авторы: Philip George and son, ltd - 1872Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - Страниц: 472
...!—Soft; I did but dream.— 0 coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me !— The light burns blue—It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? myself ? there's none else by: Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here ? No;—Yes;... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - Страниц: 584
...in height of all his pride. 15 [The Gnosts vanish, [AT. Ricliard starts out of his dream. K, Rich. ) h ) h ) — '.'0 O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! — The lights burn blue. — Is it not dead... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - Страниц: 562
...in height of all his pride. 15 [The Ghosts vanish. [AT. Richard »tarts out of his dream. K. Rich. Give me another horse, bind up my wounds, Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft ; I did but dream. — -'О О coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! — The lights burn blue. — Is it not dead... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1807 - Страниц: 424
...couch, and before he has shaken oil' the terrors of his dream, cries out — Give me another hoise ! — bind up my wounds ! — Have mercy, Jesu !• — Soft, I did but dream— O coward conscience — &c. But 1 may conclude my subject ; every reader can go on with the soliloquy, and no words of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - Страниц: 384
...pride. [ The Ghosts vanish. K. Rtc H. starts out of his dream. K. Rich. Give me another horse,6— ^bind up my wounds, — Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft...conscience, how dost thou afflict me! — The lights burn blue.7 — It is now dead midnight.s Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do 1 fear?... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1808 - Страниц: 348
...did but dream. Oh ! coward conscience ! how dost thou afflict me ! The lights burn blue! Is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh : What do I fear? myself!" &c. A scene written with so great strength of imagination indisposed me from further reading, and threw... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - Страниц: 420
...we suppose that the idea of shadows is included in what Richard calls a. frightful dream. M M.sai. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? ifc. — Methought, the souls of all that I had murder'd — ] Eiiher tho two and twenty intermediate... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - Страниц: 380
...bind up my [ The Ghosts vanish. K. RIcH. starts out of his dream. wounds,— Have mercy, Jesu!—Soft; I did but dream— O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me I—- The lights burn blue. 7 —It is now dead midnight. * Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - Страниц: 386
...Give me another horse,1 — bind up mjwounds, — Have mercy, Jesu ! — Soft ; I did but dream. — 0 coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! —...stand on my trembling flesh What do I fear ? myself ? there's none else by : Richard loves Richard ; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here ? No ; —... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1811 - Страниц: 504
...the ghosts of all that he had murdered came to his tent, claims the horrors of a guilty conscience: did but dream — O coward conscience, — how dost thou afflict me ! The lights burn blue — is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? myself?... | |
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