 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 568 pages
...Now, how dost thou look now i O ill starr'd wench t Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at conipt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — • 460 O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From the possession... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 444 pages
...Now, how dost thou look now IO ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt,8 This' look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From the possession... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 640 pages
...Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From the possession of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pages
...Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From the possession... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pages
...Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From the possession of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 420 pages
...Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave! — Whip me, ye devils, From the possession of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 340 pages
...Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From the possession... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - English drama - 1808 - 440 pages
...how dost thou look now? — O ill-starr'd wench! Pale as thy smock ! — when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven,...fiends will snatch at it. — Cold, cold, my girl ; Even like ihy chastity. — O cursed slave ! — Whip me, yo devils, From the possession of this... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 438 pages
...; and they went and told king David." 2 Sum. xvii, Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From the possession... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 500 pages
...Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wonch ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ? Even like thy chastity. — O cursed, cursed slave ! — Whip me, ye devils, From the possession... | |
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tis a lost fear; Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires; — Where should Othello go? — Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven,... 
