 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - عدد الصفحات: 666
...have been a Boggier ever, But when we in our vicioufnefs grew 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. Cleo. Oh, is't come to this 2 Ant. I found you as a Morfel, cold... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - عدد الصفحات: 480
...been a boggier ever. But when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, (Oh tnifery 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 ftrm To our confufion. Cleo. Oh, is't come to this ? Ant. I.found you as a morfel, cold... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - عدد الصفحات: 548
...been a boggier ever. But when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, (Oh mifery on'c !) 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. Cleo. Oh, is't come to this ? Ant. I found you as a morfel cold... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - عدد الصفحات: 352
...been 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 ftrut To our confufion. Clee, Oh, is't come to this ? Ant . I found you as a morfel cold... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - عدد الصفحات: 450
...a boggier ever. But Put 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. Cleo. Oh, is't come to this ? Ant. I found you as a morfel, cold... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - عدد الصفحات: 566
...Lord, • Ant. You have been a boggier ever. But when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, Oh mifery on'c ! the wife Gods feel our eyes In our own filth, drop our clear judgmet ts, make us Adore our errors, laugh at's while we ftrut To our confufion. 3 Like toys unto... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - عدد الصفحات: 484
...to be abus'd By one that looks on feeders 7 Cleo. Good my Lord, Ant. You have been 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 u$ Adore our errors, laugh at's while... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - عدد الصفحات: 482
...to be abus'd By one that looks on feeders ? Cleo. Good my Lord, Ant. You have been 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's, while... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - عدد الصفحات: 506
...my lord,— Ant. You have been a boggier ever:— . t But when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, (Oh mifery on't!) the wife Gods feel our eyes In our own filth 5 drop our clear judgments •, make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we ftrut To our confufion.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1786 - عدد الصفحات: 508
...abus'd By one that looks on feeders*? CUo. Good my lord,— * - Ant. You have been a boggier ever :— But when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, (O mifery...judgments; make us Adore our errors; laugh at us, while weilrut To our confufion. Cleo. O, is it come to this ? Ant. I found you as a morfel, cold upon H 4... | |
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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. 
