 | Thomas Otway - 1899 - 64 pages
...What ! starve like beggars' brats in frosty weather, Under a hedge, and whine ourselves to de_ath ! Thou, or thy cause, shall never want assistance, Whilst...thee: Command my heart, thou'rt every way its master. JAFFIER. No ; there's a secret pride in bravely dying. PIERRE. Rats die in holes and corners, dogs... | |
 | Thomas Otway - English drama (Tragedy) - 1797 - 456 pages
...What ! starve, like beggars! brats, in frosty weather, Under a hedge, and whine ourselves to death I Thou or thy cause, shall never want assistance, Whilst...: Command my heart, thou'rt every way its master. Jaf. No, there's a secret pride in bravely dying. Pier. Rats die in holes and corners, dogs run madij... | |
 | John Bell - English drama - 1792 - 340 pages
...What ! starve, like beggars' brats, in frosty weathef, Under a hedge, and whine ourselves to death 1 Thou or thy cause, shall never want assistance, Whilst...: Command my heart, thou'rt every way its master. Jaf. No, there's a secret pride in bravely dying. Pitr. Rats die in holes and corners, dogs run madj... | |
 | John Bell - English drama - 1797 - 460 pages
...sorrows. Pier. Burn, First, burn and level Venice to thy ruin. What ! starve, like beggars' brats, in frosty weather, Under a hedge, and whine ourselves...: Command my heart, thou'rt every way its master. Jaf. No, there's a secret pride in bravely dying. Pier. Kafs die in holes and corners, dogs run mad... | |
 | English drama - 1804 - 510 pages
...First burn and level Venice to thy ruin ! What ! starve, like beggars' brats, in frosty weather, lJnder a hedge, and whine ourselves to death ! Thou, or thy...assistance, Whilst I have blood or fortune fit to serve thec : Command my heart ! thou art every way its master. Jaf. No, there's a secret pride in bravely... | |
 | English drama - 1804 - 266 pages
...sorrows. Pier. Burn, First, hurn and level Venice to thy ruin. What ! starve, like hc?gar&' hrats, in frosty weather, Under a hedge, and whine ourselves to death! Thou or ihy canse; shall never want a l'sistance, Whilst I have hlood or fortune fit to serve thee : Command... | |
 | English drama - 1804 - 516 pages
...Burn, First tram and level Venice to thy ruin ! What ! starve, like beggars' brats, in frosty weather, Whilst I have blood or fortune fit to serve thee : Command my heart ! thou art every way its master. Jaf. No, there's a secret pride in bravely dying. Pier. Rats die in... | |
 | British drama - 1804 - 946 pages
...Burn, First bum and level Venice to thy ruin ! What ! starve, like beggars' brats, in frosty weather, Whilst I have blood or fortune fit to serve thee : Command my heart ! thou art every way its master. Jaf. No, there's a secret pride in bravely dying. Pier. 1 1 ats die... | |
 | English drama - 1811 - 718 pages
...sorrowt. Pier. Burn, First burn and level Venice to thy ruin ! What ! starve, like beggars' brats, n f 9 o { [ + r˟]r W _ ԃ |bq Z ... + ? s6~ ? m H>t C }U t { W cn = , ! thou art every way its master. Juf. No, there's a secret pride in bravely dying. Pier. Rats die in... | |
 | British drama - 1811 - 712 pages
...sorrows. Pier. Burn, First burn and level Venice to thy ruin ! What I starve, like beggars' brats, in frosty weather, Under a hedge, and whine ourselves...blood or fortune fit to serve thee : Command my heart ! thou art every way its master. Juf. No, there's a secret pride in bravely dying. Pier. Rats die in... | |
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Burn ! First burn, and level Venice to thy ruin. What ! starve like beggars' brats in frosty weather, Under a hedge, and whine ourselves to death... 
