 up with the following speech : Give me another horse—Bind up my wounds ! Have mercy, Jesu—Soft ! I did but dream. Oh ! coward conscience ! how dost thou afflict me ! The lights burn blue ! Is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling...  The British Essayists: Tatler - Page 33by Lionel Thomas Berguer - 1823Full view - About this book
 | William Shakespeare - English drama - 1762 - 428 pages
...out of bis dream. Have mercy, Jefu foft, I did but dream. O coward confcience ! how doft thou afflift me ? The lights burn blue is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops ftand on my trembling flelh. (14) I dy'd for Hope, ere I could lend ttu Aid,} All the Edition! cencur... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 522 pages
...horfe bind up my wounds—— Have mercy, Jefu foft, I did but dream. * O coward Confcience, how doft thou afflict me ? The lights burn blue is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops (land on my trembling flefti. "What do I fear myfelf ? there's none elie by \ Richard loves Richard... | |
 | English essays - 1709 - 388 pages
...following fpeech : Give me another horfe Bind up my wounds ! Oh coward confcience ! how doft thou afflift me ? The lights burn blue ! Is it not dead midnight ? Cold fearful drops Hand on my trembling flefti; What do I fear ? myfelf! &c. Have mercy Jefu Soft, I did but dream. A... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1795 - 376 pages
...my wounds. " " Have mercy, Jefu—Soft, I did but dream. 0 coward Confcience! how dolt thou afflidl me? The lights burn blue is it not dead midnight? Cold fearful drops fland on my trembling flefh. What ? do 1 fear myfelf ? there's none elfe by; Richard loves Richard;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 426 pages
...did but dream.— 0 coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!— The lights burn blue.—It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear 'myself? there's none else by: Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here? No;—Yes;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 568 pages
...falls in height of all his pride. [The Ghosts vanish. King Richard starts out of his dream. K. Rich. Give me another horse,—bind up my wounds,— Have mercy, Jesu!—Soft; I did but dream.— 0 coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!— The lights burn blue.—It is now dead midnight.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 408 pages
...3 —bind up my 0 coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!— The lights burn blue.—It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear? myself? there's none else by: Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. Is there a murderer here ? No;—Yes;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 434 pages
...3 —bind up my 0 coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!— The lights burn blue.—It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear? myself? there's none else by: Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. 1 love myself. Wherefore ? for any good,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 510 pages
...but dream.— 30 O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me !—> The lights bum blue.—It is now dead midnight. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. What do I fear ? myself ? there's none else by : Richard loves Richard ; that is, I am I Is there a murderer here ? No;—Yes... | |
 | Artists - 1812 - 424 pages
...THIRD. HOGARTH. " Gire me another horse! bind up my wounds! Hare mercy, Jesus! soft; I did but dream, O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me ! The...blue! Is it not dead midnight ? Cold, fearful drops hang on my trembling flesh." Act V. Scene 3. THIS exclamation of Richard furnished the painter with... | |
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