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" I will not make a business of a trifle; And yet I cannot look on you, and kill you; Pray turn your face. "
The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes ... - الصفحة 403
بواسطة John Dryden - 1808
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Histoire de la littérature anglaise, المجلد 2

Hippolyte Taine - 1863 - عدد الصفحات: 738
...Give me your hand. We soon shall meet again. Now farewell, emperor. ....I will not make a bus'ness of a trifle, And yet I cannot look on you and kill you Pray, turn your face. ANTONY. I do. Strike home be sure. VBRTID1US. Home, as my sword will reach « son général. Actium,...

Histoire de la littérature anglaise, المجلد 3

Hippolyte Taine - 1866 - عدد الصفحات: 446
...Give me your hand. We soon shall meet again. Now farewell, emperor. .... I will not make a bus'ness of a trifle, And yet I cannot look on you and kill you. Pray, turn your face. ANTONY. I do. Strike home be sure. VENTIDIUS. Home, as my sword will reach. la bonté, la générosité...

History of English Literature, المجلد 2

Hippolyte Taine - 1871 - عدد الصفحات: 564
...before thyself. Ventidius. Give me your hand. We soon shall meet again. Now, farewell, emperor ! ... I will not make a business of a trifle : And yet I...cannot look on you, and kill you. Pray, turn your face. Antony. I do : strike home, be sure. Ventidius. Home, as my sword will reach. ' * And with one blow...

History of English literature, tr. by H. van Laun, المجلد 2

Hippolyte Adolphe Taine - 1871 - عدد الصفحات: 570
...before thyself. Ventidlus. Give me your hand. We soon shall meet again. Now, farewell, emperor ! ... I will not make a business of a trifle : And yet I...cannot look on you, and kill you. Pray, turn your face. Antony. I do : strike home, be sure. Ventidius. Home, as my sword will reach. ' 1 And with one blow...

History of English Literature, المجلد 2

Hippolyte Taine - 1871 - عدد الصفحات: 572
...before thyself. Ventiditu. Give me your hand. We soon shall meet again. Now, farewell, emperor I ... I will not make a business of a trifle : And yet I cannot look on you, and kill you. Pray, turu your face. Antony. I do : strike home, be sure. Ventldiut. Home, as rny sword will reach.*' And...

A New Variorum Edition of Shakespeare: The tragedie of Anthonie, and ...

William Shakespeare - 1907 - عدد الصفحات: 644
...serve Thy Friend, before thy self. Ven. Give me your hand. We soon shall meet again. Now, Farewel, Emperor. [Embrace. Methinks that word's too cold to...be my last : Since Death sweeps all distinctions, Farewel, Friend. That's all. I will not make a bus' ness of a trifle : And yet I cannot look on you,...

Geschichte der englischen Literatur: Bd. Das klassische Zeitalter, bearb ...

Hippolyte Taine - 1878 - عدد الصفحات: 518
...before thyself. Ventidius: Give me your hand. We soon shall meet again. Now, farewell, emperor! ... I will not make a business of a trifle: And yet I...cannot look on you, and kill you. Pray, turn your face. Antony: I do: strike home, be sure. Slntoniua: О, Ьав ifl ein ©tegeeritf! ©1едшф griifjt...

Az Angol irodalom története, المجلد 3

Hippolyte Taine - 1883 - عدد الصفحات: 516
...Give me yonr hand. We soon shall meet again. Now farewell, emperor. .... I will not make a bus'ness of a trifle. And yet I cannot look on you and kill you. Pray, turn your face. ANTONY. I do. Strike home be sure. VENTIDIUS. Home, as my sword will reach. Es hirtelen megöli önmagát....

Familiar Talks on English Literature: A Manual Embracing the Great Epochs of ...

Abby Sage Richardson - 1884 - عدد الصفحات: 498
...me your hand, We soon shall meet again. Now, farewell, Emperor. [They embrace.] Methinks that word too cold to be my last; Since death sweeps all distinctions,...of a trifle; And yet I cannot look on you and kill yon. Pray turn your face. Ant. I do; strike home — be sure! Vent. Home, as my sword will reach [Ventidius...

Familiar Talks on English Literature: A Manual Embracing the Great Epochs of ...

Abby Sage Richardson - 1892 - عدد الصفحات: 452
...thyself. Vent. Give me your hand, We soon shall meet again. Now farewell, Emperor. Methinks that word 's too cold to be my last; Since death sweeps all distinctions,...— be sure ! Vent. Home, as my sword will reach. \They embrace. \Ventidius kills himself. Ant. Oh, thou mistak'st; That wound was none of thine; give...




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