 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 pages
...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...wakes? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Antonio,-?* I love thee, and it is my ]ove that speaks;— There are a sort of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 452 pages
...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...wakes? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Antonio,— I love thee, and it is my love that speaks;— There are a sort of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 456 pages
...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...wakes? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Antonio,— I love thee, and it is my love that speaks;— There are a sort of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 414 pages
...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...wakes ? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Antonio,— I love thee, and it is my love that speaks;— There are a sort of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 348 pages
...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...wakes ? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Antonio,— I love thee, and it is my love that speaks;— There are a sort of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 400 pages
...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...wakes ? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Antonio,— I love thee, and it is my love that speaks;— There are a sort of... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 398 pages
...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...wakes ? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Antonio,— I love thee, and it is my love that speaks;— There are a sort of... | |
 | John Walker - 1810 - 394 pages
...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...wakes, and creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Anthonio, (I love thee, and it is my love that speaks;) There are a sort of men... | |
 | John Walker - 1810 - 402 pages
...mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within* Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaste; <? Sleep when he wakes, and creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Anthonio, (1 love thee, and it is my love that speaks ;) There are a sort of men... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 418 pages
...mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster f Sleep when he wakes ? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish f I tell thee what, Antonio,— I love thee, and it is my love that speaks ;— There are a sort of... | |
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is warm within Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster? Sleep when he wakes? And creep into the jaundice, by being peevish? 
