 | William Shakespeare - 1740 - 434 pagina’s
...bind up my wounds. Have mercy, Jtfu - foft, I didbutditam. O coward Confcience ! how doft thou afflift me ? The lights burn blue - is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops ftand on my trembling flefh. (14) I dj'd ftr Hope, tnlctuld Itndthte ^Aid,] All the Editions concur... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 434 pagina’s
...bind up my wounds. Have mercy, Jefu foft, I did but dream. O coward Confcience ! how doft thou afflift me ? The lights burn blue is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops ftand on my trembling fie(h. (14) / dy'd fcr Hope, ere 1 ttuld lend tbie Aid,] All theEdilions concur... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1907 - 266 pagina’s
...fall in height of all his pride ! The Ghosts vanish. King Richard starts out of his dream. K. Rich. Give me another horse ! bind up my wounds ! Have mercy,...dream. O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! 180 165. Thou . . . sleep] one line as Qq ; Thou . . . soule, Sleepe . . . sleepe (two lines) Ff.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1762 - 428 pagina’s
...bind up my wounds. Have mercy, Jefu foft, I did but dream. O coward confcience ! how doft thou afflift me ? The lights burn blue is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops ftand on my trembling flelh. (14) I dy'd for Hope, ere J eculd laid tbie A\i,'] All the Edition) cancur... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 426 pagina’s
...my wounds. Have mercy, Jefu — foft, I did but dream. O coward Gonfcience ! how doft thou afflift me? The lights burn blue is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops fland on my trembling ftefh. What? do I fear myfelf? there's none elfe by ; Richard loves Richard;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 518 pagina’s
...bind up my wounds Have mercy, Jefu foft, I did but dream. *O coward Conlcience, how doft thou afflift me ? The lights burn blue is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops ftand on my trembling fkfli. "What do I fear myfelf ? there's none elie by ; Richard loves Richard;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1769 - 368 pagina’s
...ftarts out of his dre^m. Have mercy, Jefu — Soft, I did but dream. 0 coward Confcience ! how dolt thou afflict me ? The lights burn blue is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops ftand on my trembling flefh. What ! do I fear myfelf? there's none elle by; Richard loves Richard ;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 480 pagina’s
...many Have mercy, Jefu ! — Soft •, I did but dream.— 1 O Coward confcience, how doft thou afflift me ! The lights burn blue. — Is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops ftand on my trembling fldh. What do I fear ? myfelf? there's none elie by : Richard loves Richard;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 424 pagina’s
...my wounds. Have mercy, jfe/u — foft, I did but dream. 0 coward conicience ! how doft thou afflift me ? The lights burn blue — is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops fland on my trembling flefh. What? do I fear myfelf ? there's none elfe by ; Richard loves Richard;... | |
 | 1709 - 388 pagina’s
...up my wounds ! Have mercy Jefu Soft, I did but dream. Oh coward confcience ! how doft thou afflift me ? The lights burn blue ! Is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops Hand on my trembling flefti ; What do I fear ? myfelf ! &c. A fcene, written with fo great ftrength... | |
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Give me another horse! bind up my wounds! Have mercy, Jesu! Soft! I did but dream. O! coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me. The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. 
