 | William Shakespeare - 1832 - 364 pages
...run down his beard, like winter's drops From eaves • of reeds : your charm so strongly works them, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit ? Art. Mine would, sir, were I human. Pro. And mine shall. Hast thou, which... | |
 | Sarah Stickney Ellis - Life - 1835 - 370 pages
..." Brim-full of sorrow and dismay; but, chiefly, " Him that you term'd the good old lord, Gonzalo, " His tears run down his beard, like winter drops " From eaves of reeds : your charm so strongly works 'em, " That if you now beheld them, your affections " Would become tender. PROSPERO.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 714 pages
...tears run down his beard, like winter's drops, From eaves of reeds : your charm so strongly works them, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit ? Ari. Mine, would, Sir, were I human. Pro. And mine shall. Hast thou, which... | |
 | Patrick MacDonell - 1840 - 74 pages
...over them Brimful of sorrow and dismay ; but chiefly Him that you termed the good old lord Gonzalo ; His tears run down his beard like winter drops From eaves of reeds : your charms so strongly works them That if you now behold them, your affections Would become tender. PROSPERO.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1841 - 316 pages
...tears run down his beard, like winter's drops From eaves* of reeds : your charm so strongly works them. That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit ? Art. Mine would, sir, were I human. Pro. And mine shall. Hast thou, which... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 394 pages
...tears fun down his beard, like winter's drops From eaves of reeds: your charm so strongly works them, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit? Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human. Pro. And mine shall. Hast thou, which... | |
 | Sarah Stickney Ellis - Marriage - 1843 - 554 pages
...His tears run down hie beard, like winter drops From eaves of reeds : your charm so strongly wort' 'em, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. PROSFBRO. Dost thou think so, spirit? ARIEL. Mine would, sir, were I human. PROSPERO. And mine shall.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 658 pages
...tears run down his beard, like winter's drops From eaves of reeds : y our charm so strongly works them, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit? Ari. Mine would, sir, were I human. Pro. And mine shall. Hast thou, which... | |
 | Sarah Stickney Ellis - English literature - 1844 - 522 pages
...them. Brim-full of sorrow and dismay ; but, chiefly, Him that you term'd the good old lord, Gonislo, His tears run down his beard, like winter drops From eaves of reeds : your charm so strongly work) 'em, That if you now beheld them, your aflectioni Would become tender. PaOiraRO.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 598 pages
...tears run down his beard, like winter's drops From eaves of reeds. Your charm so strongly works them, That if you now beheld them, your affections Would become tender. Pro. Dost thou think so, spirit ? Art. Mine would, sir, were I human. Pro. And mine shall. Hast thou, which... | |
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And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art? 
