 And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you : But you at your sick service had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love, And call it cunning : do, an if you will. If Heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must.  The Works of Shakespeare ... - Page 90by William Shakespeare - 1907Full view - About this book
 | James Mason Hoppin - 1906 - 210 pages
...put out mine eyes ? These eyes that never did nor never shall So much as frown on you." Hubert—" I have sworn to do it; And with hot irons must I burn them out.'' Arthur—" Ah, none but in this iron age would do it! The iron of itself, though heat red-hot Approaching... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1908
...crafty love And call it cunning. Do, an if you will. If heaven be pleas'd that you must use me ill, Why then you must. Will you put out mine eyes ? These...never did nor never shall So much as frown on you. Hubert. I have sworn to do it, And with hot irons must I burn them out. Arthur. Ah, none but in this... | |
 | 1912
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 | Thomas Carter - 1912 - 284 pages
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 | Hélène Adeline Guerber - 1912 - 315 pages
...a headache, forfeited his rest to nurse him? When he concludes his eloquent appeal with the words, 'will you put out mine eyes? These eyes that never did nor never shall so much as frown on you,' Hubert grimly insists he must do so, although Arthur vows he would not believe it should an angel state... | |
 | 1915
...nevere yet no vileinye ne sayde," or to exclaim with the late much advertised William Shakespeare, "The eyes that never did nor never shall so much as frown on you." Quote as we would, exclaim as we might, older heads who had travelled the same road of double negatives... | |
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