 | William Shakespeare - 1795 - 372 pages
...a boggier ever. • But when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, (Oh mifery on't !) the wife gods feal our eyes* In our own filth drop our clear judgments ; make us Adore our errors, laugh at's while we flrut To our confufion. Cleo. Oh, is't come to this ! Ant. I found you as. a morfel,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1796 - 422 pages
...A. 3. Sc. 3. INFATUATION. When we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, Oh mifery on't ! the wife Gods feal our eyes In our own filth, drop our clear judgments, make us Adore our errors, laugh at 's while we ftrut To our confufion. Antony and Cleopatra, A. 3. Sc. 10. INGRATITUDE. v,t Blow, blow,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 408 pages
...a boggier ever :— But when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, (O mifery on't ! ) the wife gods feel our eyes ; In our own filth drop our clear judgments ; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we flrut To our confufion. Cleo. O, is it come to this ? Ant. I found you as a morfel, cold upon Dead... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 490 pages
...boggier ever : — But when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O -misery on't !) the wise gods seel1 our eyes ; In our own filth drop our clear judgments; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion. Cleo. O, is it come to this ? Ant. 1 found you as a morsel, cold upon Dead... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 384 pages
...a boggier ever : — But when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard (O mifery on't !) the wife Gods feal our eyes In our own filth ; drop our clear judgments ; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we ftrut To our confufion. Cleo. Oh, is it come to this ? Ant. I found you as a morfel, cold upon Dead... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 648 pages
...been a boggier ever:— But when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O misery on't!) the wise gods seel our eyes; In our own filth drop our clear judgments; make us Adore our errors; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion. Cleo. O, is it come to this? Ant. I found you as a morsel, cold upon Dead... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 520 pages
...been a boggler ever:— But when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O misery on't!) the wise gods seel our eyes; In our own filth drop our clear judgments; make us Adore our errors; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion. Cleo. Good my lord,— Cleo. O, is it come to this ? Ant. I found you as... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 502 pages
...a boggler ever : — But when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O misery on't!) the wise gods seel our eyes; In our own filth drop our clear judgments; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion. Cleo. O, is it come to this ? Ant. I found you as a morsel, cold upon Dead... | |
 | David Lindsay - 1806 - 546 pages
...previous intimations: " But, when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O misery on't !) the wise gods seel our eyes; In our own filth drop our clear judgments; make us Adore our errors." Sh.-ikspeare. BABIL-BEARERS, tale-bearers; from babil, idle talk, prattle: Fr. babil; Eng. babble.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 410 pages
...a boggler ever : — But when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O misery on't !) the wise gods seel our eyes ; In our own filth drop our clear judgments ; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion. Cleo. O, is it come to this ? Ant, I found you as a morsel, cold upon Dead... | |
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But when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O misery on't !) the wise gods seel our eyes In our own filth; drop our clear judgments; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us while we strut To our confusion. 
