 | William Shakespeare - 1709 - 608 pagina’s
...The Crown o'th' Earth doth melt-— My Lord!— Oh wither'd is the Garland of the War, The Soldiers Pole is fall'n : Young Boys and Girls Are level now...And there is nothing left remarkable, Beneath the vifiting Moon. [She faints. Char. Oh quietnefs, Lady; Iras. She's dead too, our Sovereign.' Char. Lady.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 548 pagina’s
...The crown o' th' earth doth melt — > my Lord Oh, wither'd is the garland of the war, The foldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now...gone, And there is nothing left remarkable, Beneath thevifiting moon. [She faints. Char. Oh quietnefs, Lady. Iras. She is dead too, our Sovereign. Char.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 352 pagina’s
...crown o'th' earth doth melt my Lord*—— « Oh, wither'd is the garland of the war, The foldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now...And there is nothing left remarkable, Beneath the vifiting moon. • [SbtfmA Char. Oh quietnefs, Lady. Oar, Lidy ! Iras. Madam 4 Char. Oh Madam, Madam... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 450 pagina’s
...The crown o' th' earth doth melt — my Lord I Oh, wither' J is the garland of the war, The foldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now...And there is nothing left remarkable, Beneath the vifiting moon. [She faints Char. Oh, quicenefs, Lady ! Iras. She's dead too, oar fovereign. Char. Lady.!... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1758 - 114 pagina’s
...dies. The crown o'the earth doth melt: _My lord !_ O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The foldier's pole is fall'n ; young boys, and girls, Are level...gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the vifiting moon. CHA. — O, quietnefs, lady. [Cleopatra/iyw»/. CHA. —Lady,— IR A. —Madam,—... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 484 pagina’s
...The crown o'th' earth doth melt my Lord I—- Oh, wither'd is the garland of the war, The foldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now...And there is nothing left remarkable, Beneath the vifiting moon. [She faints. Char. Oh, quietnefs, Lady ! Iras. She's dead too, our fovereign. Char.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1795 - 372 pagina’s
...o' th' earth doth melt -my Lord ! ' '. Oh, wJther'd is the garland of the war, • ' , The foldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now...And there is nothing left remarkable, , .Beneath the vifiting moon. [Ske fa'tntf. Char. Oh, quietneCs, Lady ! " ", Iras.. She's dead too, our fovereign.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 648 pagina’s
...earth doth melt:—My lord!— 0, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fallen; young boys, and girls, Are level now with men: the...nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon. [Shefaints. Char. O, quietness, lady ! Iras. She is dead too, our sovereign. Char. Lady,— Iras. Madam,—... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 502 pagina’s
...doth melt: — My lord! — O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole5 is fallen ; young boys, and girls, Are level now with men : the...nothing left remarkable .Beneath the visiting moon. [She faints. Char. O, quietness, lady! Iras, She is dead too, our sovereign. Char. Lady, — Iras.... | |
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The crown o' the earth doth melt. My lord ! O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon. 
