 | William Shakespeare - 1907 - 644 psl.
...Cleopatra. Ah simple child ! Thou knowest not his heart. Iras. I do indeed. Cleopatra. No, nor thy own. Iras. His better ; for of mine I never askt a question....Aye, and face to face, Close as our lord's to yours. Cleofatra. O impudence ! Iras. But he would have it so ; just like our lord. Cleopatra. Impudent girl... | |
 | Walter Savage Landor - 1876 - 570 psl.
...thy own. I never askt a question. Ho himself Told me how good he would be. Cleopatra. He told ihee ? What ! hast thou seen him ? Iras. Aye, and face to...Cleopatra. Impudent girl ! thou shall be whipt for this. Iras. I am too old ; but lotuses don't hurt Like other things ; they cool the strokes they give. Cleopatra.... | |
 | Walter Savage Landor - 1876 - 568 psl.
...Cleopatra. Ah simple child ! Thou knowest not his heart. Iras. I do indeed. Cleopatra. No, nor thy own. Iras. His better ; for of mine I never askt a question. He himself Told me how good he would he. Cleopatra. He told thee ? What ! hast thou seen him ? Iras. Aye, and face to face, Close as our... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1907 - 646 psl.
...Cleopatra. Ah simple child ! Thou knowest not his heart. Iras. I do indeed. Cleopatra. No, nor thy own. Iras. His better ; for of mine I never askt a question....just like our lord. Cleopatra. Impudent girl ! thou shalt be whipt for this. Iras. I am too old ; but lotuses don't hurt Like other things ; they cool... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1907 - 652 psl.
...Cleopatra. Ah simple child ! Thou knowest not his heart. Iras. I do indeed. Cleopatra. No, nor thy own. Iras. His better ; for of mine I never askt a question....so ; just like our lord. Cleopatra. Impudent girl 1 thou shalt be whipt for this. Iras. I am too old ; but lotuses don't hurt Like other things ; they... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1907 - 650 psl.
...Cleopatra. Ah simple child ! Thou knowest not his heart. Iras. I do indeed. Cleopatra. No, nor thy own. Iras. His better ; for of mine I never askt a question....Close as our lord's to yours. Cleopatra. O impudence ! Irai. But he would have it so ; just like our lord. Cleopatra. Impudent girl ! thou shall be whipt... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1907 - 652 psl.
...Ah simple child ! Thou knowest not his heart. Iras. I do indeed. Cleopatra. No, nor thy own. Irai. His better ; for of mine I never askt a question....Told me how good he would be. Cleopatra. He told thee f What ! hast thou seen him ? Iras. Aye, and face to face, Close as our lord's to yours. Cleopatra.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1907 - 644 psl.
...Cleopatra, Ah simple child ! Thou knowest not his heart Iras. I do indeed. Cleopatra. No, nor thy own. Iras. His better ; for of mine I never askt a question....Told me how good he would be. Cleopatra. He told thee f What ! hast thou seen him ? Iras. Aye, and face to face, Qose as our lord's to yours. Cleopatra.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - 636 psl.
...Cleopatra. Ah simple child ! Thou knowest not his heart. Iras. I do indeed. Cleopatra. No, nor thy own. Iras. His better ; for of mine I never askt a question....just like our lord. Cleopatra. Impudent girl ! thou shalt be whipt for this. Iras. I am too old ; but lotuses don't hurt Like other things ; they cool... | |
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Caesar the least of all. Cleopatra. Ah simple child ! Thou knowest not his heart. Iras. I do indeed. Cleopatra. No, nor thy own. Iras. His better ; for of mine I never askt a question. He himself Told me how good he would be. Cleopatra. He told thee ?... 