 | William Shakespeare - 1907 - 266 Seiten
...questioning argument, which follows, effort. . ' The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? myself ? there 's none else by : Richard loves Richard ; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here ? N0. Yes,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 476 Seiten
...conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! — The fights burn blue. — Is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? myself ? there's none else by : 340 Richard loves Richard ; that is, I am I. Is there a murd'rer here ? No ; — Yes ; I am : Then... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 426 Seiten
...conscience, how dost thou afflict me I—- The lights burn blue. — It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? myself ? there's none else by: Richard loves Richard ; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here? No ; — Yes ; I am : Then fly,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 568 Seiten
...coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!— The lights burn blue.—It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear? myself? there's none else by: Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here? No;—Yes; lam: t Then fly,—What,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 434 Seiten
...conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! — The lights burn blue. — It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear? myself? there's none else by: Richard loves Richard ; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here ? No ; — Yes ; I am : Then fly,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 408 Seiten
...conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! — The lights burn blue. — It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear? myself? there's none else by : Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here ? No ; — Yes ; I am : Then fly,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 510 Seiten
...conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! — The lights burn blue. — It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? myself? there's none else by : Richard loves Richard ; that is, I am I Is there a murderer here ? No ;— Yes ; I am : Then fly,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 Seiten
...conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! — The lights burn blue. — Is it not dead midnight? Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear? myself? there's none else by¿ Richard loves Richard : that is, I am I. Is there a murcl'rer here? No; — Yes; lam: rhenfly.-What.trom... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 584 Seiten
...conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! — The lights burn blue. — Is it not dead midnight? Cold .J. Kichard loves Richard : that is, I am I. (s there a murd'rer here? No ; — Yes ; I am: Then fly,-What,from... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 472 Seiten
...coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me !— The light burns blue—It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? myself ? there's none else by: Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here ? No;—Yes; I am : Then fly,—What,... | |
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O! coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me. The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What! do I fear myself? there's none else by Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. 
