 | David Garrick - 1798 - 318 psl.
...cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. Oh Juliet, why art thou yet so fair — heie, here Will I set up my everlasting rest; And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-weary flesh ; Come bitter conduct, come unsav'ry guide, Thou desp'rate pilot, now at once run... | |
 | David Garrick - 1798 - 318 psl.
...death's pale flag is. not advanced there. Oh Juliet, why art thou yet so fair — here, here WiH.I set up my everlasting rest; And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars . From this world-weary flesh ; Come bitter conduct, come unsav'ry guide, Thou desp'rate pilot, now at once run... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 psl.
...palace of dim night Depart again ; here, here will I remain With worms that are thy chambermaids ; O, here Will I set up my everlasting rest ; And shake...inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. — Eyes look your last ! Arms, take your last embrace ! and lips, O you The doors of breath, seal... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 psl.
...palace of dim night Depart again; here, here will I remain With worms that are thy chamber-maids; O, here Will I set up my everlasting rest; And shake...inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. — Eyes, look your last! A dateless bargain to engrossing death! — Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 psl.
...palace of dim night Depart again ; here, here will I remain With worms that are thy chamber-maids; O, here Will I set up my everlasting rest; And shake...inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. — Eyes, look your last! 7 presence — ] A presence is apublick room. 8 by a dead man interr'd. ]... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 psl.
...palace of dim night Depart again ; here, here will I remain With worms that are thy chamber-maids; O, here Will I set up my everlasting rest ; And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world- wearied flesh. — Eyes, look your last! ' presence — ] A presence is zpnblick room. *——... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 356 psl.
...palace of dim night Depart again ; here, here will 1 remain With worms that are thy chamber-maids; O, here Will I set up my everlasting rest; And shake...inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. — Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace ! and lips, O you The doors of breath, seal... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 374 psl.
...palace of dim night Depart again ; here, here will I remain With worms that are thy chamber-maids ; O, here Will I set up my everlasting rest; And shake...inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. — Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace ! and lips, O you The doors of breath, seal... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 psl.
...cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. Oh, Juliet, \vhy art thou so fair ? — Here, here Will I set up my everlasting rest, And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-weary flesh : Come, bitter conduct; come, unsav'ry guide, Thou desp'rate pilot, now at once run... | |
 | Elizabeth Inchbald - 1808 - 418 psl.
...And death's pale flat; is not advanced there. Oit, Juliet, why art thou so fair ? — Here, here Wilt I set up my everlasting rest, And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-weary flesh : Come, bitter conduct; come, unsav'ry guide, Thou desp'rate pilot, now at once run... | |
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O, here Will I set up my everlasting rest And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. 
