 | William Shakespeare, Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1839 - 490 páginas
...0 slave! Measureless liar! thou hast made my heart Too great for what contains it.—Boy !—False hound, If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli: Alone I did it:—Boy! [Aufidius.} Why, noble lords,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 páginas
...hear me speak. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Volces; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me.—Boy! False hound! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Fluttered your Volces in Corioli: Alone I did it.—Boy! Will you be put in mind of his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 páginas
...me speak. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Voices ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Fluttered your Voices in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf. Why, noble lords, Will... | |
 | 1839 - 544 páginas
...contains it.—Boy !— Cut me to pieces, Volscians, men and lads, Stain all your edges on me.—Boy ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecot, I Fluttered your Volscians in Corioli; Alone I did it:—Boy !—But let us part; Lest my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 420 páginas
...speak. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Volces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! — False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecot, I Flutter'd your Volces in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf. Why, noble lords, Which... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 608 páginas
...me speak. Cor. Cut me to pieces, Volsces ; men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. — Boy ! False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli7: Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf. Why, noble lords,... | |
 | Dante Alighieri - 1843 - 108 páginas
...giving to the fierce aristocrat, a grandeur of mind and a lofty tone not unlike that of Coriolanus. If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there That like an eagle in a dove cote, I Fluttered the Ghibelines in Empoli: Alone, I did it. A WORD MORE WITH THE READER. Having... | |
 | Merritt Caldwell - 1845 - 352 páginas
...boy," in the first, is pronounced with the rise of a fifth, and the subsequent fall of an octave. False hound ! If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I Fluttered your Voices in Corioli; Alone I did it — Boy ! In the following, " yea" may... | |
 | John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 páginas
...Cu't me/ to pieces, Vo'lsces : me'n and 1'ads, Stain all your e'dges on'-me. — Bo"y ! — Si"r ! * If you have wri't your annals tr'ue, 'tis the"re, Th'at/, like an ea'gle in a d'ovecot, I Fluttered your VolsYians in Co'rioli ; Alo'ne/ 1 di'd-it : — Bo"y ! — B'ut/ let us... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch, William Russell - 1845 - 424 páginas
...contains it. Boy ! Cut me to pieces, Volscians : men and lads, Stain all your edges on me. Boy ! — If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there That, like an eagle in a dovecot, I Fluttered your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy!" 3. Indignant Rebuke. ("... | |
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If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf. 
