 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 510 psl.
...of the worm. Re-enter IRAS, with a Robe, Crown, &c. [Exit. C/eo. Give me my robe, put on my crown; 1 have Immortal longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: Yare, yare, " good Iras; quick.Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 526 psl.
...forsooth; I wish you joy of the worm. [Exit. Re-enter Iras, urilA a robe, стоит, fyc. Cleo. Gíreme my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip : Yare, yare,4 good Iras ; quick Methinks, I hear Antony call ; I see... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 606 psl.
...Clown. Yes, forsooth ; 1 wish you joy of the worm. [Exit. Re-enter IKAS, with а Robet Croira, 4'rCUo. >LLQ {Z 䴅< hXv 1 M }. Ǻ B'. 辀 ^Q < n M ! :a Now no more The jotce of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip : Yare, yare.4 good Iras; quick.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 534 psl.
...Clown. Yes, forsooth ; I wish you joy of the worm. [Exit. Re-enter IRAS, with a robe, crown, &c. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me. Now no more i ie act according to his nature. The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. Yare, yare,1... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 522 psl.
...Clown. Yes, forsooth ; I wish you joy of the worm. [Exil. Re-enter Iras, with a robe, crown, tye. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more Thejtiiee of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: Yare, yare,4 good Iras ; quick. Melhinks,... | |
 | Catherine Grace F. Gore - 1838 - 1028 psl.
...from his mind. He had subjects, just then, of engrossing interest to occupy his attention. CHAPTER IV. Give me my robe put on my crown ! I have Immortal longings in me ! SHAISPEARE. THAT polished portion of the community self-styled the World, is a brilliant thing to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 534 psl.
...the worm. Cleo. Well, get thee gone; farewell. . Re-enter IRAS, with a robe, crown, &c. [Exit. Cleo. Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal...longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. Yare, yare, 1 good Iras; quick.Methinks I hear Antony call; I see him rouse... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 726 psl.
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 | William Shakespeare, Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1839 - 490 psl.
...ordinary mean* of death. A clown brings some asps concealed in a basket of fruit: she calls to her women: Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal...longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip ; Briskly, good Iras, quick ! Methinks I hear Antony call, and mock the... | |
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Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. Methinks I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The... 
