| D. Corcoran - 1846 - 526 стор.
...last night, Con," said the Recorder. Con. — Addressing the policeman in a peremptory manner — " Give me my robe, put on my crown, I have Immortal longings in me." Recorder. — " What does he say ?" Con. — Slapping his forehead with his open hand — looking up... | |
| William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 570 стор.
...Clown. Yes, forsooth ; I wish you joy of the worm. [Exit. Re-enter IRAS, with a Robe, Crown, &c. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal...longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip : — Yare, yare ', good Iras ; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call ; I see... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 стор.
...worm. [Eril. Re-enter IRAS, with a robe, crown, ifr. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I havp stage with tears, And cleave the general ear with horrid speech shall moist this lip : — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks I hear Antony call ; I see him... | |
| Allen Hayden Weld - 1848 - 120 стор.
...which she procured in a basket of figs. Cleopatra addnaes her attendants, Charmum and Ira*. Cleo. — Give me my robe; put on my crown ; I have Immortal...longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. Yare,1 yare, good Iras, quick — Methinks I hear Anthony call ; I see him rouse... | |
| William John Birch - 1848 - 570 стор.
...of its own impotence, bears itself up against earth and heaven, gods and men, life and death. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me. Now no more The juico of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. Yare, yare, good Iras ; quick. Methinks I hear Antony... | |
| William John Birch - 1848 - 574 стор.
...of its own impotence, bears itself up against earth and heaven, gods and men, life and death. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in mo. Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. Yare, yare, good Iras ; quick. Methinks... | |
| E C baroness de Calabrella - 1850 - 292 стор.
...while he sips, Like Dead Sea fruits, that tempt the eye, But turn to ashes on the lips!"—Moore. " Give me my robe, put on my crown, I have Immortal longings in me."—Antony fy Cleopatra. THE afternoon was sultry—the atmosphere oppressive ; dense clouds, betokening... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 530 стор.
...Clown. Yes, forsooth ; I wish you joy of the worm. [Exit. Re-enter IRAS, with a robe, crown, &c. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal...longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. — Yare, yare,1 good Iras; quick. — Methinks I hear Antony call ; I see him... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 стор.
...marble-constant: now the fleetingj moon No planet is of mine. CLEOPATRA'S SPEECH ON APPLYING THE ASP. Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have . Immortal...longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare,§ good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 586 стор.
...Clown. Yes, forsooth ; I wish you joy of the worm. [Exit. Re-enter IB AS, with a robe, crown, S(c. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal...longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip : — Yare, yare.t good Iras ; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call ; I see... | |
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