And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster? The Sportsman - Seite 77Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| William Shakespeare - 1785 - 402 Seiten
...wrinkles come ; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster f Sleep when he wakes f and creep into the jaundice By being peevish i I tell thee what, Anthonio,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1803 - 556 Seiten
...wrinkles come; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like...alabaster? Sleep when he wakes? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish? I tell thee what, Antonio, — I love thee, and it is my love that speaks... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 Seiten
...wrinkles come ; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like...alabaster ? Sleep when he wakes ? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Antonio,-rr I )ove thee, and it is my Jove that speaks... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1805 - 452 Seiten
...wrinkles come; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like...alabaster ? Sleep when he wakes? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Antonio,— I love thee, and it is my love that speaks;—... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1805 - 350 Seiten
...wrinkles come ; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like...alabaster ? : Sleep when he wakes ? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish? I tell thee what, Anthonio, — I love thee, and it is my love that speaks... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1805 - 456 Seiten
...wrinkles come; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. "Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like...alabaster ? Sleep when he wakes ? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish? I tell thee what, Antonio,— I love thee, and it is my love that speaks;—... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1805 - 576 Seiten
...wrinkles come ; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like...alabaster? Sleep when he wakes? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Antonio, — I love thee, and it is my love that speaks... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1806 - 414 Seiten
...wrinkles come; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like...alabaster? Sleep when he wakes ? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Antonio, — I love thee, and it is my love that speaks;... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1806 - 460 Seiten
...wrinkles come ; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like...alabaster? Sleep when he wakes? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish? I tell thee what, Antonio, — I love thee, and it is my love that speaks... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1807 - 348 Seiten
...wrinkles come ; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like...alabaster ? Sleep, when he wakes ? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Antonio,— I love thee, and it is my love that speaks;—... | |
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