 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 pages
...been a bogler 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. Oh ! is't come to this ? Ant. I found you as a morsel, cold upon Dead... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 432 pages
...been a bogler 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. Oh ! is't come to this ? Ant. I found you as a. morsel, cold upon... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 506 pages
...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 - 1811 - 394 pages
...ever : — But when we in our viciousness grow hard, SO misery on't !) the wise gods seel our eyes ; n 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 - 1811 - 388 pages
...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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1817 - 366 pages
...lord,— Ant. You have been a boggier ever :-— But when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O misery on't!) the wise gods seal our eyes ; In our own filth...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 - 1818 - 444 pages
...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... | |
 | 1883 - 1030 pages
...reprobate mind, to do those things which are not fitting.' ' When we in our viciousness grow hard, The wise gods seal our eyes ; In our own filth drop...judgments, make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us while we strut To our confusion.' VI. A sixth objection against the moral teaching of Evolutionism is, that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 346 pages
...lord, — Ant. You have been a boggier ever : — But when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O misery on't !) the wise gods seal our eyes ; In our own filth...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... | |
 | British poets - 1824 - 676 pages
...which, haunting a nobleman, Loseth men's hearts. But when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O misery on't) the wise gods seal our eyes ; In our own filth...judgments ; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion. PRODIGIES. In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest... | |
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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. 
