 | Charles Jeremiah Wells - 1876 - عدد الصفحات: 336
...the world for you; But blow me cold with your sharp frosty breath, And these same arms that gird you round about May turn to bitter chains. We are most dear In our affections; in vengeance most resolv'd. Joseph. Madam, I have a spirit beyond fear. God knows the duty that I owe your lord Would... | |
 | Charles Wells - 1876 - عدد الصفحات: 318
...the world for you ; But blow me cold with your sharp frosty breath, And these same arms that gird you round about May turn to bitter chains. We are most dear In our affections ; in vengeance most resolv'd. Joseph. Madam, I have a spirit beyond fear. God knows the duty that I owe your lord Would... | |
 | William James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard - 1883 - عدد الصفحات: 386
...world for you ; But, blow me cold with your sharp frosty breath, And these same arms that gird you round about May turn to bitter chains. We are most...your Lord Would break my heart did I commit this sin. But, Madam ! hear the reason that I have, Why my Lord's honour dearer is than life. I do remember me,... | |
 | Richard Garnett, Léon Vallée, Alois Brandl - 1899 - عدد الصفحات: 432
...frosty breath, And these same arms that gird you round about May turn to bitter chains. We are most dear Joseph — Madam, I have a spirit beyond fear. God...your lord Would break my heart did I commit this sin. But, madam, hear the reason that I have, Why my lord's honor dearer is than life. I do remember me,... | |
 | 1905 - عدد الصفحات: 682
...the world for you ; But blow me cold with your sharp frosty breath, And these same arms that gird you round about May turn to bitter chains. We are most dear In our affections ; in vengeance most resolv'd. Joseph. Madam. I have a spirit beyond fear. God knows the duty that I owe your lord Would... | |
 | Charles Wells - 1908 - عدد الصفحات: 312
...the world for you ; But blow me cold with your sharp frosty breath, And these same arms that gird you round about May turn to bitter chains. We are most dear In our affections ; in vengeance most resolv'd. JOSEPH Madam, I have a spirit beyond fear. God knows the duty that I owe your lord Would... | |
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Cold ! cold ! still cold ! — I eye you like to one That dieth in my arms : beware you chill Me too ! You do a wrong, and herein court Much danger. I would risk the world for you ; But, blow me cold with your sharp frosty breath, And these same arms... 