 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 1058 pages
...tender, Pro. Do'ft thou think fo, Spirit ? Art. Mine would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine (hall. Haft thou, which art but Air, a Touch, a Feeling Of their Afflictions, and fliall not my felf, One of their Kind, that relifli all as iharply Paffion as they, be kindlier mov'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 600 pages
...Gonzalo. His tears run down his beard, like winter drops From eaves of reeds > your charm fo ftrongly works 'em, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Do'ft thou think fo, fpirit ? Sin. Mine would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine fhall. Haft thou,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 582 pages
...Go»zalo, His tears run down his beard, like winter drops From eaves of reeds -, your charm fo ftrongly works 'em, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pv. Pro. Do'ft thou think fo, fpirit ? ...-..; Ari. Mine would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine fhall.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 556 pages
...Gonzalo. His tears run down his beard, like winter drops From eaves of reeds ; your charm fo ftrongly works 'em, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Do'ft thou think fo, Ipirit ? Art. Mine would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine fhall. Haft thou,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 550 pages
...Gonzalo. His tears run down his beard, like winter drops From eaves of reeds ; your charm fo ftrongly works 'em, That if you now beheld them, your affections "Would become tender. Pro. Do'ft thou think fo, fpirit ? Art. Mine would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine fhall.Haft thou,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 576 pages
...tender. Pro. Do' ft thou think fo, fpirit? Ari. Mine would, Sir, were 1 human. Pro. And mine mail. Haft thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and (hall not myfelf, One of their kind, that relifh all as fharply, Pafiion as they, be kindlier mov'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 488 pages
...Gonzala. His tears run down his beard, like winter drops From eaves of reeds; your charm fo ftrongly works 'em; That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Doft thou think fo, fpirit? Art, Mine would, Sir, were I human.. Pro. And mine fhall. Haft thou,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 676 pages
...tender. Pro, Do'ft thou think fo, fpirit ? An, Mine would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine (hall. Haft thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and (hall not mylelf, One One of their kind, that relifli all as (harply, Paflion as they, be kindlier... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 554 pages
...tender, An. Mine would, Sir, were I human." Pro. Do'ft thou think fo, fpirit ? Pro. And mine {hall. Haft thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and {hall not myfelf, One of their kind, * that relifh all as fharply, Paffion as they, be kindlier mov'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1778 - 746 pages
...lord, His tears run down his beard, like winter drops From eaves of reeds : your charm fo ftrongly works 'em, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Do'ft thou think fo, fpirit ? Arl. Mine would, fir, were I human. Pro. And mine lhall. Haft thou,... | |
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Him that you term'd, sir, the good old lord, Gonzalo : His tears run down his beard, like winter's drops From eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongly works 'em That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. 
