 | Samuel A. Eliot (Jr.) - 1922 - 320 páginas
...has been bitten. A growing noise of 'trampling feet and blows, off left. . . . CLEOPATRA (dazedly) Already, Death, I feel thee in my veins. I go with...a will to find my lord That we shall quickly meet. [ — As sweet as balm. As soft as air, as gentle, — Oh, Antony ! (She turns toward him but finds... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1907 - 644 páginas
...thee in my Veins ; I go with such a will to find my Lord, That we shall quickly meet. A heavy numness creeps through every limb, And now 'tis at my head : my eye-lids fall, And my dear Love is vanisb'd in a mist. Where shall I find him, where ? O turn me to him, And lay me on his breast. Casar,... | |
 | Samuel Atkins Eliot - 1922 - 312 páginas
...balm, As soft as air, as gentle, — Oh, Antony! (She turns toward him but finds she cannot see him)] A heavy numbness creeps through every limb And now...eyelids fall And my dear love is vanish'd in a mist. Where shall I find him — where? Oh, turn me to him And lay me on his breast! (Without Charmion's... | |
 | William Wycherley, William Congreve, Thomas Otway, George Farquhar, Sir John Vanbrugh, John Dryden - 1925 - 396 páginas
...is ours. Iras. Now, Charmion, to be worthy Of our great qneen and mistress. [They apply the aspics. Cleo. Already, death, I feel thee in my veins: I go with such a will to find my lord, That we shall qmckly meet. A heavy numbness creeps through every limb, And now 'tis at my head: My eyelids fall And... | |
 | Edward Albert - 1923 - 648 páginas
...Charmion. The next is ours. Iras. Now, Charmion, to be worthy Of our great queen and mistress. Cleopatra. Already, death, I feel thee in my veins: I go with...at my head : my eyelids fall, And my dear love is vanquished in a mist. Where shall I find him, where? O turn me to him, And lay me on his breast! Csesar,... | |
 | George William McClelland - 1925 - 1180 páginas
...is ours. Iras. Now, Charmion, to be worthy Of our great queen and mistress. (They apply the aspics) vanquish'd in a mist. Where shall I find him, where? O turn me to him, And lay me on his breast! —... | |
 | George William McClelland - 1925 - 1178 páginas
...ours. Iras. Now, Charmion, to be worthy Of our great queen and mistress. (They apply the as fries) r at.my head: my eyelids fall, And my dear love is vanquish'd in a mist. Where shall I find him, where?... | |
 | Hazelton Spencer - 1927 - 448 páginas
...into slumber, That Death stands by, deceiv'd by his own Image, And thinks himself but Sleep. . . . Already, Death, I feel thee in my Veins; I go with...find my Lord, That we shall quickly meet. A heavy numness creeps through every limb, And now 'tis at my head: my eye-lids fall, And my dear Love is vanish'd... | |
 | Hazelton Spencer - 1927 - 452 páginas
...thee in my Veins; I go with such a will to find my Lord, That we shall quickly meet. A heavy numness creeps through every limb, And now 'tis at my head:...eye-lids fall, And my dear Love is vanish'd in a mist. Where shall I find him, where? O turn me to him, And lay me on his breast. — Caesar, thy worst; Now... | |
 | John Dryden - 1972 - 188 páginas
...Now, Charmion, to be worthy 490 Of our great queen and mistress. They apply the aspics. CLEOPATRA. Already, death, I feel thee in my veins. I go with...meet. A heavy numbness creeps through every limb, 495 And now 'tis at my head; my eyelids fall, And my dear love is vanished in a mist. 491. our] Q/;... | |
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Already, death, I feel thee in my veins: I go with such a will to find my lord, That we shall quickly meet. A heavy numbness creeps through every limb, And now 'tis at my head; my eyelids fall, And my dear love is vanished in a mist. Where shall I find... 
