 | Mrs. Inchbald - English drama - 1808 - 424 pages
...Lady— Iras. Madam— Char. O madam, madam, madam ! Iras. Royal Egypt! Empress ! Cleo. No more but e'en a woman; and commanded By such poor passion as the...them, that this world did equal theirs, Till they had stol'n our jewel. All but naught: Patience is sottish; and impatience does Become a dog that's mad.... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - English drama - 1808 - 454 pages
...Iras. Royal Egypt ! Empress ! Char. Peace, peace, Iras. [Seeing her recover. Cleo. No more but e'en a woman; and commanded By such poor passion as the...To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods ; To tell i In in, that this world did equal theirs, Till they had stol'n our jewel. All but naught: Patience... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 426 pages
...passion as the maid that milks, And does the meanest chares.3 — It were for me To throw my scepter at the injurious gods ; To tell them, that this world...did equal theirs, Till they had stolen our jewel. All 's but naught; Patience is sottish; and impatience does Become a dog that 's mad : Then is it sin... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 422 pages
...passion as the maid that milks, And does the meanest chares.2 — It were for me To throw my scepter at the injurious gods; To tell them, that this world...did equal theirs, Till they had stolen our jewel. All 's but naught; Patience is sottish; and impatience does Become a dog that 's mad : Then is it sin... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1809 - 416 pages
...passion as the maid that milks, And does the meanest chares.2 — It were for me To throw my scepter at the injurious gods; To tell them, that this world...did equal theirs, Till they had stolen our jewel. All 's but naught ; Patience is sottish ; and impatience does Become a dog that 's mad : Then is it... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 392 pages
...Peace, peace, Iras. Cleo. No more, but e'en a woman ; and com• •"••',) manded • > By snch poor passion as the maid that milks, And does the meanest chares. — - It were for me To throw my scepter at tlie injurious Gods • ' ' f To tell them, that this world did equal theirs Till they had... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 528 pages
...gods ; To tell them, that this world did equal theiri, * Taskwork. VOL. VII. K 194 ANTOKY AKD Act V. Till they had stolen our jewel. All's but naught;...does Become a dog that's mad : Then is it sin, To nub into the secret house of death, Ere death dare com« to us? — How do you, women ? What, what?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 394 pages
...madam, madam ' Iras. Royal Egypt ! Empress ! Char. Peace, peace, Iras. Cleo. No more but e'en a woman ;s and commanded By such poor passion as the maid that...the meanest chares.' — It were for me To throw my scepter at the injurious gods ; To tell them, that this world did equal theirs, Till they had stolen... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 524 pages
...O madam, madam, madam! Iras, Royal Egypt! Empress! Char. Peace, peace, Iras. Cieo, Nomore, bute'en a woman; and commanded By such poor passion as the...that milks, And does the meanest chares*. — It were forme To throw my scepter at the injurious gods; To tell them, that this world did equal theirs. *... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 388 pages
...madam, madam ! Iras. Royal Egypt ! Empress ! Char. Peace, peace, Iras. Cleo. No more but e'en a woman ;8 and commanded By such poor passion as the maid that milks, And does the meanest chares, s — It were for me To throw my scepter at the injurious gods ; To tell them, that this world did... | |
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No more, but e'en a woman ; and commanded By such poor passion as the maid that milks, And does the meanest chares.*— It were for me To throw my sceptre at the injurious gods ; To tell them, that this world did equal theirs, Till they had stolen our... 
