 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
 | William Shakespeare - 1843
...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?...to do it; And with hot irons must I burn them out. Ailh. Ah, none, but in this iron age, would do it! The iron of itself, though heat5 red-hot, Approaching... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843
...crafty love^ And call it cunning: do, an if you will. If heaven be plcas'd that you will use me ill , Why , then you must — Will you put out mine eyes?...to do it , And with hot irons must I burn them out. Artb. Ah ! none but in this iron age would do it. The iron of itself, though heat red-hot , Approaching... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843
...crafty love, And call it cunning : do an if you will : If heaven he pleased that you must use me ill, Why then you must.— Will you put out mine eyes "...never did nor never shall So much as frown on you ? Huh. I have sworn to do it ; And with hot irons must I hum them out. Arth. Ah, none hut in this iron... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843
...If heaven be pleas'd that you must use me ill. Why, then you must. — Will you put out mine eye»? ur turn, the more my grief. Pet. I see, you do not mean to part with ? Huh. I have sworn to do it ; And with hot irons must I burn them out. Arth. Ah, none, but in this... | |
 | English poetry - 1844
...crafty love, And call it cunning : Do, an if you wiU : If heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must. — Will you put out mine eyes...it ; And with hot irons must I burn them out. Arth. Ay, none, but in this iron age, would do it ! The Iron of itself, though heat red hot, Approaching... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1844 - 504 pages
...heaven be pleased that you should use me ill, Why, then you must. — Will you put out mine eyes 1 These eyes, that never did, nor never shall, So much...to do it ; And with hot irons must I burn them out. Art it. Ah, none but in this iron age would do it : The iron of itself, though heat red-hot, Approaching... | |
 | John Hall - 1845 - 320 pages
...ill', Why', then' you must'. — Will' you put out mine eyes1 * These eyes', that never did', nor ever shall', So much as frown', on you ? Hub. I have sworn' to do it' ; And with hot irons must I hum them out. Arth. Ah', none but in this iron' age would do it* ! The iron of itself, though heat*... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1846 - 68 pages
...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. Will you put out mine eyes ]...it, And with hot irons must I burn them out. Arth. Oh, oh, oh ! An if an angel should have come to me, [ Weeping. And told me Hubert should put out mine... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847
...crafty love, And call it cunning : do, an if you will. If heaven bo pleas'd that you will use me ill, e I lend thee this sharp-pointed sword ; Which if...this true breast, And let the soul forth that adoreth 1 have sworn to do it, And with hot irons must I burn them out. Arth. Ah ! none but in this iron age... | |
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