 | Catherine Grace F. Gore - 1838 - 1064 pages
...the house. VOL. I. 170 MARY RAYMOND. CHAPTER XII. Ob I ill gtarr'd wench, Pule as thy sinock ! — When we shall meet at compt This look of thine will hurl my soul from Hcar'n And fiends will snatch at it !— Cold, cold, my girl, Eren like thy chastity ! Shaksptare.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 522 pages
...Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starr'd wench ! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt,1 This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. "ColU, cold, my girl? Even like thv chastity. — O cu/sed, cursed slave !— Whip me,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 536 pages
...breast, And he retires ; where should Othello go ? — Now, how dost thou look now ? O ill-starred wench ! ' Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 pages
...breast, And he retires :• — where should Othello go? — Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starred wench, Pale as thy smock ! When we shall meet at compt,...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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 pages
...he retires. — Where should Othello go? — Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wenchi! '.. Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This...thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ; Even like thy chastity. — O, cursed slave2! — •« Whip me,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 pages
...And he retires. — Where should Othello go ? — Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wenchi! Pale as thy smock ! when we shall meet at compt, This...thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl ; Even like thy chastity. — O, cursed slave2! — Whip me, ye devils,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Sir Frederick Beilby Watson - 1843 - 264 pages
...I 'll rest, as, after much turmoil, A blessed soul doth in Elysium. Two GENTLEMEN OP VERONA, ii. 7. This look of thine will hurl my soul from Heaven, And fiends will snatch at it ! OTHELLO, v. 2. All the souls that were, -were forfeit once : And He, that might the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 pages
...how dost thou look now? O ill-starred wench, Pale as thy smock ! When we shall meet at compt, Tliis 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,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 554 pages
...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...thine will hurl my soul from heaven , And fiends will snatch at it. Cold, cold, my girl; Even like thy chastity. — O , cursed slave ! — Whip me , ye... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 364 pages
...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...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... | |
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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,... 
