 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 490 psl.
...conquer Antony ; but woe 'tis so ! Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying ; only I here importune death a while, until Of many thousand kisses the poor last I lay upon thy lips. — Cleo. I dare not, dear (Dear my lord, pardon,) I dare not, Lest I be taken : not the imperious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 648 psl.
...be, that none but Antony Should conquer Antony; but woe 'tis so! Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying; only I here importune death a-while, until Of many thousand kisses the poor last I lay upon thy lips.— Cleo. I dare not, dear, (Dear my lord, pardon,) I dare not, Lest I be taken: not the imperious show... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 502 psl.
...conquer Antony; but woe 'tis so! Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying; only I here imp6rtune death a while, until Of many thousand kisses the poor last I lay upon thy lips. — Cleo. I dare not, dear, (Dear my lord, pardon,) I dare not, Lest I be taken: not the imperious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 520 psl.
...Antony's hath triumphed on itself. Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying; only I here impdrtune death a while, until Of many thousand kisses the poor last I lay upon thy lips.— Cleo. So it should be, that none but Antony Should conquer Antony; but woe 'tis so! Cleo. I dare not,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 368 psl.
...conquer Antony; but woe 'tis so! Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying; only I here importune death a while, until Of many thousand kisses the poor last I lay upon thy lips. — Clea. I dare not, dear, (Dear my lord, pardon,) I dare not, Lest I be taken : not the imperious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 410 psl.
...that none but Antony Should conquer Antony ; but woe 'tis so ! Ant . I am dying, Egypt, dying ; only I here importune death awhile, until Of many thousand kisses the poor last I lay upon thy lips. — Cleo. I dare not, dear, (Dear my lord, pardon) I dare not, Lest I be taken : not the imperious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 432 psl.
...that none but Antony Should conquer Antony; but woe 'tis so. Ant. 1 am dying, Egypt, dying ; only yet I here importune death awhile, until Of many thousand kisses, the poor last I lay upon thy lips : — Come down. Cleo. I dare not, (Dear, dear, my lord, your pardon that I dare not) Lest I be taken... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 424 psl.
...that none but Antony Should conquer Antony; but woe 'tis so. Ant. 1 am dying, Egypt, dying; only yet I here importune death awhile, until Of many thousand kisses, the poor last I lay upon thy lips:—Come down. Cleo. I dare not, (Dear, dear, my lord; your pardon that I dare not) Lest I be taken:... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 416 psl.
...conquer Antony ; but woe 'tis so ! Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying;' only I here importune death. a while, until Of many thousand kisses the poor last I lay upon thy lips— Cleo. I dare not, dear, (Dear my lord, pardon,) 1 dare not, Lest I be taken :t not the imperious show... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 426 psl.
...conquer Antony; but woe 'tis so! / Ant. I am dying, Egypt, dying;3 only I here importune death1 a while, until Of many thousand kisses the poor last I lay upon thy lips — Cleo. I dare not, dear, (Dear my lord, pardon,) I dare not, Lest I be taken :» not the imperious... | |
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I am dying, Egypt, dying ; only I here importune death awhile, until Of many thousand kisses the poor last I lay upon thy lips.— Cleo. 
