 | 1823 - 428 ページ
...reversion. Cari. I will die with her. Dutch. I pray thee look thou giv'st my little boy Some sirup for his cold, and let the girl Say her prayers, ere...death ? Bos. Strangling; here are your executioners. Dutch. I forgive them : The apoplexy, catarrh, or cough o'th' lungs, Would do as much as they do. Bos.... | |
 | John Webster, Alexander Dyce - 1830 - 384 ページ
...poor reversion. CAR i. I will die with her. DUTCH. I pray thee, look thou giv'st my little boy Some syrup for his cold, and let the girl Say her prayers ere she sleep.—Now what you please: Bos. Strangling; here are your executioners. DUTCH. I forgive them :... | |
 | John Webster, Alexander Dyce - 1830 - 380 ページ
...poor reversion. CARI. I will die with her. DUTCH. I pray thee, look thou giv'st my little boy Some syrup for his cold, and let the girl Say her prayers ere she sleep.—Now what you please: Bos. Strangling; here are your executioners. DUTCH. I forgive them :... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1837 - 350 ページ
...whom 1 to our next neighbours 1 these are mad-folks. I pray thee, look thou givest my little boy Some syrup for his cold, and let the girl Say her prayers ere she sleep. Now what you please 1 ! What death 1 Cariola. Hence, villains, tyrants, murderers, alas! What will ye do with my Lady 1... | |
 | George Stephens - 1841 - 338 ページ
...that where the Duchess of Malfy says " Farewell, Cariola! I prithee look thou give my little boy Some syrup for his cold ; and let the girl Say her prayers ere she sleep. Now what you please; What Death?" Or when Cosmo de' Medici in his sable robe approaches Passato, saying " I walk with fortitude as with... | |
 | 1842 - 314 ページ
...is taken from her, her last words to whom are, I pray thee look Ihou givest my little boy Some syrop for his cold, and let the girl Say her prayers ere she sleep. We now go on to give some miscellaneous extracts, regretting that we cannot give more loom to Webster,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1843 - 720 ページ
...neighbours ! They are mad folk«. Farewell, Carióla. 1 pray thee look thou giv'st my little boy Some syrup for his cold ; and let the girl Say her prayers ere she sleep.—Now what you please ; What death ! Bo». Strangling. Here are your executioners. Duch. I forgive... | |
 | 1856 - 594 ページ
...neighbours? They are mad folk. Farewell, Cariola. I pray thee look thou giv'st my little boy Some syrop for his cold ; and let the girl Say her prayers ere she sleep.—Now, what you please ; What death?" And so the play ends; as docs Vittoria Corrombona, with... | |
 | Robert Chambers, Royal Robbins - 1845 - 342 ページ
...whom 1 to our next neighbours 1 these are mad-folks. I pray thee, look thou givest my little boy Some syrup for his cold, and let the girl Say her prayers ere she sleep. Now what you please 1 What death! Cariola. Hence, villains, tyrants, murderers, alas! What will ye do with my Lady 7 Cry... | |
 | Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1846 - 546 ページ
...pray thee look thou giv'st my little boy Some syrup for his cold; and let the girl Say her pray'rs ere she sleep. — Now what you please ; What death...Duch. I forgive them. The apoplexy, catarrh, or cough o' the lungs, Would do as much as they do. " Bos. Doth not death fright you ? " Duch. Who would be... | |
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syrup for his cold, and let the girl Say her prayers ere she sleep. Now what you please. What death ? Bos. Strangling : here are your executioners. Duch. I forgive them: The apoplexy, catarrh, or cough o'th' lungs, Would do as much as they do. Bos. Doth... 
