 I ran it through, even from my boyish days To the very moment that he bade me tell it: Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breath 'scapes i' the imminent deadly breach...  Othello - Pagina 53door William Shakespeare - 1882 - 343 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 572 pagina’s
...in mine. Duke. Duke. Say it, Othello. Oth, Her father lov'd me ; oft invited me j Still question'd me the story of my life, From year to year, the battles, sieges, fortunes, That I have pass'd : I ran it through, even from my boyish days, To the very moment that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 pagina’s
...as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love, And she in mine. Duke. Say it, Othello. Oth. Her father lov'd me; oft invited me; Still question'd me the story of my life, From year to year;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 pagina’s
...as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love, And she in mine. Duke. Say it, Othello. Oth. Her father lov'd me; oft invited me; Still question'd me the story of my life, From year to year;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pagina’s
...as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love, And she in mine. Duke. Say it, Othello. Oth. Her father lov'd me ; oft invited me ; Still question'd me the story of my life, From year to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pagina’s
...as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love, And she in mine. f Duke. Say it, Othello. Oth. Her father lov'd me; oft invited me; Still question'd me the story of... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 420 pagina’s
...as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love, And she in mine. Duke. Say it, Othello. Oth. Her father lov'd me; oft invited me; Still question'd me the story of my life, From year to .year;... | |
 | 1806 - 408 pagina’s
...1 am charg'd withal) I won his daughter with Her father lov'd me, oft invited me; Still question'd me the story of my life, From year to year ; the battles, sieges, fortunes,. That 1 have past. I ran it through, e'en from my boyish days, To th' very moment that lie... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 344 pagina’s
...as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love. And she in mine. Duke. Say it, Othello. Oth. Her father lov'd me ; oft invited me ; Still question'd me the story of my life, From year to... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 pagina’s
...to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to y our grave ears 1 'II present How did I thrive in this fair lady's love, . And she in mine. Duke. Say it, Othello. Oth. Her father lov'd me ; oft invited me ; Still question' d me the story of my life, From year to... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 584 pagina’s
...And she in mine. Duke . Say it, Othello. Oth, Her father lov'd me ; oft invited me ; Still question'd th!" And so I was ; which plainly signify'd — That I should sn fortunes That 1 have pass'd: J ran it through, even from my boyish days, To the very moment that he... | |
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