 And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no life: Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all ? O, thou wilt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never! — Pray you, undo this button: Thank you, sir.  The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare– To which are Added His ... - 192 psl.autoriai: William Shakespeare - 1821Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 558 psl.
...deservings. — O, see, see ! Lear. And my poor fool is hang'd ! * No, no, no life : Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all...never, never, never, never ! — Pray you, undo this button2: Thank you, sir. — Do you see this ? — Look on her, — look, — her lips, — Look there,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 422 psl.
...deservings. — O, see, see ! Lear. And my poor fool § is hang'd ! No, no, no life: Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all...heart ; I pr'ythee, break. Edg. Look up, my lord. Kent. Vex not his ghost : — O, let him pass || ! he hates him, That would upon the rack of this tough... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 psl.
...hang'd ! No, no, no life: Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all:1 O, thou wilt come no more, Never, never, never, never,...— [He dies Edg. He faints ! — My lord, my lord, — Kerit. Break, heart \ 1 pr'ythee, break ! Edg. Look up, my lord. Kent. Vex not his ghost :— O,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 572 psl.
...been admitted too late to preserve her life, though time enough to punish the perpetrator of the act.' And thou no breath at all ? O, thou wilt come no more,...heart; I pr'ythee, break ! Edg. Look up, my lord. Kent. Vex not his ghost: O, let him pass! he hates him, That would upon the rack of this tough world... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1828 - 448 psl.
...never never never never !— 'Pray you, undo this hutton : Thank you, sir.— Do you see this 1 — Look on her, — look,— her lips,— Look there,...lord, my lord,— Kent. Break, heart; I pr'ythee, hreak ! Edg. Look up, my lord. Kent. Vex not his ghost: O, let him pass! he hates him, That would upon... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 psl.
...should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all ? O, thou wilt come no more, Nerer, never, never, never, never ! Pray you, undo this button:...— her lips? — Look there, look there !— [He dus. Edg. He faints ! — My lord, my lord, — Kent. Break, heart ; I pHythee, break ! Edg. Look up,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 psl.
...deservings. — -O, see, see ! Lear. And my poor fool is hang'd !" No, no, no life ; Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all...heart ; I pr'ythee, break ! Edg. Look up, my lord. Kent. Vex not his ghost : O, let him pass ! he hates That would upon the rack of this tough world [him.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 psl.
...deservings.—O, see, see! Lear. And my poor fool is hang'd ! n No, no, no life ; Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all...button:° Thank you, sir.— Do you see this ?—Look on her,—look,—her lips,— Look there, look there !— [He dies, Edg. He faints!—My lord, my lord,—-... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 594 psl.
...enfeebled frame, gives place to the exhaustion of despair — ' No, no, no life ; Why should a dog, a horse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all...— look — her lips — Look there — look there !' (Dies.) , Even here, where any other mind would have confined itself to the single passion of parental... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1833 - 596 psl.
...frame, gives place to the exhaustion of despair — ' No, no, no life ; Why should a dog, a torse, a rat have life, And thou no breath at all ? O thou...look — her lips — Look there — look there!' (Dies.) Even here, where any other mind would have confined itself to the single passion of parental... | |
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