 | 1744 - 378 стор.
...while. •Light. How now, my lord? Ee^us. Something ftill buzzeth in mine ears, And tells me, if I fleep I never wake ; This fear is that which makes me tremble...? Light. To rid thee of thy life ; Matrevis, come. Edit}. I am too weak and feeble to refift : Affift me, fweet God, and receive my foul. - Light. Run... | |
 | 1780 - 428 стор.
...? Edward. Something ftill buzzeth in mine ears, And tells me, if I fleep, I never wake ; This tear is that which makes me tremble thus. And therefore tell me, wherefore art thou come ? Lightbarn. To rid thee of thy life : Matrevis, come. Edward. 1 am too weak and feeble to refift :... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1808 - 512 стор.
...die ; yet stay, O stay awhile. Light. How now my lord ? Edw. Something still buzzeth in mine ears, And tells me if I sleep I never wake ; This fear is...feeble to resist : Assist me, sweet God, and receive my soul.14 14 This tragedy is in a very different style from "mighty Tambnrlaine." The reluctant pangs... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 618 стор.
...yet stay, O stay awhile. Light. Uow now, my lord ? /•'r/.'1 Something still buzzeth in mine ears, And tells me, if I sleep, I never wake ; This fear...tremble thus. And therefore tell me, wherefore art thou conic? Light. To i M r lire of thy life ; Matrevis, come. Enter GURNEY and MATREVIS. Edw. I am too... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 618 стор.
...stay, O stay awhile, Light. How now, my lord ? Edw. Something still buzzeth in mine ears, And telU me, if I sleep, I never wake ; This fear is that which...tremble thus. And therefore tell me, wherefore art ihou comet Light. To rid thee of thy life ; Matrevis, conic. Enter GURHEY and MATREVIS. Edw. I am too... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 620 стор.
...die ; yet stay, О stay awhile; Light. How now, my lord ? Edit. Something still buzzelh in mine ears, And tells me, if I sleep, I never wake ; This fear is that which makes me treniUe thus. And therefore tell me, wherefore art ihou come? Light. To rid theeof thy life; Matrevis,... | |
 | 1818 - 764 стор.
...O stay ! O stay awhile I Light. How now, my Lord ? I-'J-.c. Something still buzzeth in mine cars ! And tells me, if I sleep, I never wake. This fear...wherefore art thou come? Light. To rid thee of thy life." He is then murdered in the midst of fearful cries ; and the assassin, during savage exultation over... | |
 | 1818 - 782 стор.
...die ! O stay ! O stay awhile ! Light. How now, my Lord ? Edw. Something still buzzetfe in mine ears! And tells me, if I sleep, I never wake. This fear...wherefore art thou come? Light. To rid thee of thy life." He is then murdered in the midst of fearful cries ; and the assassin, during savage exultation over... | |
 | Henry Southern - 1821 - 408 стор.
...die ; yet stay, 0 stay a- while. Light. How now, my lord ? Edw. Something still buzzeth in mine ears, And tells me, if I sleep I never wake ; This fear...resist : Assist me, sweet God, and receive my soul. Light. Run for the table. Edw. O spare me, or despatch me in a trice. Light. So, lay the table down,... | |
 | 1821 - 408 стор.
...die ; yet stay, O stay a-while. Light. How now, my lord ? Edw. Something still buzzeth in mine ears, And tells me, if I sleep I never wake ; This fear...? Light. To rid thee of thy life; Matrevis, come. Echo. I am too weak and feeble to resist : Assist me, sweet God, and receive my soul. Light. Run for... | |
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Edw. Something still buzzeth in mine ears, And tells me, if I sleep I never wake ; This fear is that which makes me tremble thus. And therefore tell me, wherefore art thou come? Light. To rid thee of thy life ; Matrevis, come. Edw. I am too weak and feeble... 
