 | Thomas Peregrine Courtenay - 1840 - 342 trang
...popinjay ! Out of my grief and my impatience, Answered neglectingly I know not what; He should, or should not: for he made me mad, To see him shine so...waiting gentlewoman, Of guns, and drums, and wounds, (God save the mark!) And telling me the sovereign's! thing on earth Was parmaceti for an inward bruise... | |
 | Alexander Jamieson - 1840 - 314 trang
...neglectingly ; I know not what ; He should, or he should not ; for it made me mad, To see him shine so bright, and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting gentlewoman, Of guns, and drums, and wounds. And telling me, the sovereign's! thing on earth Was parmacety for an inward bruise ; And that it was... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 472 trang
...wounds being cold, To be so pester'd with a popinjay,2 Out of my grief* and my impatience, Answer'd neglectingly, I know not what ; He should, or he should...shine so brisk, and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman, Of guns, and drums, and wounds, (God save the mark !) And telling me, the sovereign'st... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 594 trang
...my wounds being cold, To be so pester'd with a popinjay, Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd neglectingly, I know not what, He should, or he should...shine so brisk, and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman, Of guns, and drums, and wounds, God save the mark ! . And telling me, the sovereign'st... | |
 | Thomas Peregrine Courtenay - 1840 - 344 trang
...popinjay ! Out of my grief and my impatience, Answered neglectingly I know not what ; He should, or should not : for he made me mad, To see him shine so brisk, and smell so sweet, And talk ao like a waiting gentle-woman, Of guns, and drums, and wounds, (God save the mark !) And telling me... | |
 | Hans-Jürgen Weckermann - 1978 - 380 trang
...my wounds being cold, To be so pest'red with a popinjay, Out of my grief and my impatience Answer'd neglectingly I know not what He should, or he should...shine so brisk, and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman Of guns, and drums, and wounds - God save the mark! And telling me the sovereignest... | |
 | James Fenimore Cooper - 1991 - 942 trang
...of the crew on which so much of the success of his desperate enterprises so frequently depended. — "For he made me mad. To see him shine so brisk, and...so sweet. And talk so like a waiting gentlewoman. "I Henry IV, I.iii.sj— 55. THE MOMENT was one of high and earnest excitement. Each individual charged... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - 884 trang
...toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword . . . Out of my grief and my impatience A nswered neglectingly , I know not what, He should, or he should...mad To see him shine so brisk, and smell so sweet, A nd talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman Of guns, and drums, and wounds, God save the mark! . . . Hotspur's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1996 - 1290 trang
...my wounds being cold, To be so pester'd with a popinjay, Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd I waiting-gentlewoman Of guns and drums and wounds, — God save the mark! — And telling me the sovereign'st... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1998 - 340 trang
...wounds being cold, To be so pestered with a popinjay, 50 Out of my grief and my impatience Answered neglectingly I know not what, He should, or he should...shine so brisk, and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman Of guns and drums and wounds — God save the mark ! — And telling me the sovereignest... | |
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Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd neglectingly, I know not what, He should, or he should not ; for he made me mad, To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting gentlewoman... 
