 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 1058 стор.
...Hands, fay nothing ; I'll fpeak all. They fay, beft Men are moulded out of Faults; And, for the moft, become much more the better For being a little bad : So may my Husband. Oh Ifabel; will you not lend a Knee ? Duke. He dies for Claudia's Death. Ifab. Moft bounteous Sir, \Knteling.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 424 стор.
...fact, Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break, And take her hence in horror. Mari. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me ; Hold up your hands,...better For being a little bad : so may my husband. O, Isabel ! will you not lend a knee? Duke. He dies for Claudio's death. Isab. Most bounteous sir,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 76 стор.
...would break, And take her hence in horror. Mari. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me : — They say, best men are moulded out of faults ; And,...better For being a little bad ; so may my husband. — O, Isabel ! — Will you not lend a knee ? Duke* He dies for Claudio's death. fsab. Most bounteous... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 408 стор.
...Isabel, do yet Imt kneel by roe; Hold up your hr.iids, say nothing, I'll speak all, They say, best Tneii are moulded out of faults; And, for the most, become...better For being a little bad : so may my husband. O, Isabel! will you i:ot lend a knee? Duke. He dies for. Claudio's death. Isab. Most bounteous Sir,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 518 стор.
...fact, Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break, And take her hence in horror. Mart. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me; Hold up your hands,...better For being a little bad: so may my husband. O, Isabel ! will you not lend a knee ? Duke. He dies for Claudio's death. Isab. Most bounteous sir,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 410 стор.
...your knees, and all my life to come I'll lend you, all my life to do you service. Mari. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me; Hold up your hands,...better For being a little bad: so may my husband. O, Isabel! will you not lend a knee ? Duke. He dies for Claudio's death. Isal. Most bounteous sir,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 стор.
...feet, Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break, And take her hence in horror. Mari. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me ; Hold up your hands,...better For being a little bad : so may my husband. O, Isabel ! will you not lend a knee ? Duke. He dies for Claudio's death. Isab. Most bounteous sir,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 578 стор.
...Hei Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break, And take iier hence in horror. Mari. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me; Hold up your hands, say nothing, I'll speak all. They say be-.t men are moulded out of taults ; And, for the most, become much more tiie better For being a little... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 стор.
...this fact, Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break, And take her hence in horror. Mari. Isabel, And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad : so may my husband. O, Isabel ! will you not lend a knee ? Duke. He dies tor Claudio's death. Isab. Most bounteous sir,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1807 - 296 стор.
...Still Mariana said, "Isabel, sweet Isabel, do but kneel by me, hold up year hand, say nothing 1 I will speak all. They say, best men are moulded out of faults, and for the most part become much the better for being a little bad. So may my husband. Oh Isabel, will you not lend... | |
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I'll speak all. They say, best men are moulded out of faults ; And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad : so may my husband. 
