 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 492 стор.
...awhile. Lear. Where have I been ? where am I ? fair day-light ? I'm mightily abus'd ; I mould even die with pity, To See another thus. I know not what to fay ; I will not fwear, thefe are my hands : let's fee, 1 feel this pin prick : would, I were afiur'd... | |
 | 1792 - 530 стор.
...know me ? Lear. You are fpiiit, I know. Wh«B did you die? CarJslia. Still, ftill, far wide ! Lear. Where have I been ? Where am I ? Fair daylight! I am mightily abul'ed \. I mould eve^ die with pity, * The allufion is to the forlorn-hope in an army, which are... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 396 стор.
...awhile. Lear. Where have I been ? Where am I ? — Fair day^ I am mightily abus'd. — I should even die with pity, To see another thus. — I know not what to say. — I win not swear, these are my hands: — let's see; J feel this pinprick, 'VYpuJdJ were.assur'd, , ,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 364 стор.
...When did you die ? Cor. Still, ftill, for wide ! Plyf. He's fcarce awake ; let him alone awhile. Lear. Where have I been? Where am I ? — Fair daylight ?— I am mightily abus'd. — I mould even die with pity, To fee another thus. — I know not what to fay. — I will... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 488 стор.
...When did you die ? Cor. Still, still, far wide! Phys. He's scarce awake; let him alone awhile. Lear. Where have I been ? — Where am I ? — Fair day-light ? — I am mightily abus'd. — I should even die with pity, To see another thus. — I know not what to say. — I will... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 стор.
...When did you die? Cor. Still, still, far wide ! Phy. He's scarce awake; let him alone a-while. Lear. Where have I been? Where am I? — Fair day-light? — I am mightily abus'd. — I should even die with pity, To see another thus.-?— I know not what to say. — 1 will... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 490 стор.
...When did you die? Cor. Still, still, far wide! Phys. He's scarce awake; let him alone awhile. Lear. Where have I been ? Where am I ? — Fair day-light ? — I am mightily abus'd. — I should even die with pity, To see another thus. — I know not what to say. — . I will... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 496 стор.
...When did you die? Cor. Still, still, far wide! Phys. He's scarce awake; let him alone awhile. Lear. Where have I been ? Where am I ? — Fair day-light ? — I am mightily abus'd. — I should even die with pity, To see another thus. — I know not what to say.— I will... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 стор.
...You are a spirit, I know ; When did you die ? Phys. He's scarce awake ; let him alone awhile. Lear. Where have I been ? Where am I ? — Fair daylight?— I am mightily abus'd. — I should even die with pity, To see another thus. — I know not what to say. — I will... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 стор.
...Con/. Still, still, far wide ! Phyx. Madam, he's scarce awake ; he'll soon grow more compos'd. Lear. Where have I been? Where am I ? Fair daylight ? I am mightily abus'd ; I should even die with pity To see another thus. I will not swear These are my hands. Cord.... | |
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Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead. 
