 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 578 sayfa
...you your Wits ? Know you what 'tis you fpeak? FaL My King, my Jove, I fpeak to thee, my Heart, King. I know thee not, old Man : Fall to thy Prayers : How ill white Hairs become a Fool and Jefter ! . ": I have long dream" d of fuch a kind of Man, So furfeit-fwell'd, foold, and fo prophane;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1714 - 458 sayfa
...you what 'tis you fpeak ? F ni. My King, my Jove, J fpeak to thee, my Heart. . , KiBf 1 knoiv chee not, old Man: Fall to thy Prayers; How ill white Hairs become a Fool and Jefter! I have long Dreara'd of fuch a kind of Man, So furfeit-fwell'd, fo old, and fo prophane j But,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1740 - 492 sayfa
...your wits 1 know you, what 'tis you fpeak I Fal. My King, my Jove, I fpeak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man : fall to thy prayers.: How ill white hairs become a fool and jefter ! I have long dream'd of fuch a kind of man, So furfeit-fwell'd, fo old, and fo profane ; But,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 540 sayfa
...you your wits? know you, what 'tis you fpeak? Fal. My King, my Jove, I fpeak to thee, my heart! King. I know thee not, old man : fall to thy prayers: How ill white hairs become a fool and jefter ! 1 have long dream'd of fuch a kind of man, So furfeh-fwell'd, fo old, and fo profane ; 2 "Tii... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 544 sayfa
...you your wits? know you, what 'tis you fpeak? Fal. My King, myjeve, I fpeak to thee, my heart! King. I know thee not, old man : fall to thy prayers : How ill white hairs become a fool and jefter ! I have long dream'd of iuch a kind of man, So furfeit-fwell'd, fo old, and fo profane i z... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 584 sayfa
...your wits ? know you, what 'tis you fpeak ? Fal. My Kirig, my Jove, I fpeak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man : fall to thy prayers.: How ill white hairs become a fool and jefter ! I have long dream'd of fuch a kind of man, So furfeit-fwell'd, fo old, and fo profane; But,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 610 sayfa
...your wits ? know you,, what 'tis you fpeak? Fal. My King, my Jove, I fpeak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man. Fall to thy prayers: How ill white hairs become a fool and jefter! 1 have long dream'd of fuch a kind of man, So lurfeit-lvvell'd, fo old, and lo * profane; But,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 600 sayfa
...your wits ? know you, what 'tis you fpeak ? Fal. My King, my Jove, I fpeak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man. Fall to thy prayers : How ill white hairs become a fool and jefter ! I have long dream'd of fuch a kind of man, So furfeit-fwelFd, fo old, and fo * profane ; But,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 600 sayfa
...wits ? know you, what 'tis you fpeak ? • : Fal. My King, my Jove, I fpeak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man. Fall to thy prayers: How ill white hairs become a ibol and jefter ! 1 have long dream'd of fuch a kinu of man, So forfeit- fwell'd, fo old, and Ib *... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 504 sayfa
...your wits i know you, what 'tis you fpeak f Fa!. My King, my Jove, I fpeak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man : fall to thy prayers : How ill white hairs become a fool and jeiterl I have long dream'd of fuch a kind of man, So furfeit-fwell'd, fo old, and fo profane ; But,... | |
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I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester! 
