 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 666 lehte
...have been a Boggier ever, But when we in our vicioufnefs grew hard, Oh mifery on't, the wife gods feal our Eyes In our own filth, drop our clear judgments, make us Adore our errors, laugh at's while we ftrut To our confufion. Cleo. Oh, is't come to this 2 Ant. I found you as a Morfel, cold... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 480 lehte
...been a boggier ever. But when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, (Oh tnifery on't ! ) the wife Gods feal our eyes In our own filth, drop our clear judgments, make us Adore our errors^ laugh at's while we ftrm To our confufion. Cleo. Oh, is't come to this ? Ant. I.found you as a morfel, cold... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 548 lehte
...been a boggier ever. But when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, (Oh mifery on'c !) the wife Gods feal our eyes In our own filth, drop our clear judgments, make us Adore our errors, laugh at's while we ftrut To our confufion. Cleo. Oh, is't come to this ? Ant. I found you as a morfel cold... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 352 lehte
...been a boggier ever. But when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, (Oh mifery on't!) the wife Gods feal our eyes In our own filth, drop our clear judgments, make us Adore our errors, laugh at's while we ftrut To our confufion. Clee, Oh, is't come to this ? Ant . I found you as a morfel cold... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 450 lehte
...a boggier ever. But Put when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, (Oh mifery on't!) the wife Gods feal our eyes In our own filth, drop our clear judgments, make us Adore our errors, laugh at's while we ftrut To our confufion. Cleo. Oh, is't come to this ? Ant. I found you as a morfel, cold... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1765 - 566 lehte
...Lord, • Ant. You have been a boggier ever. But when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, Oh mifery on'c ! the wife Gods feel our eyes In our own filth, drop our clear judgmet ts, make us Adore our errors, laugh at's while we ftrut To our confufion. 3 Like toys unto... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 484 lehte
...to be abus'd By one that looks on feeders 7 Cleo. Good my Lord, Ant. You have been a boggier ever. But when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, (O mifery on't !) the wife Gods feal our eyes In our own filth, drop our clear judgments, make u$ Adore our errors, laugh at's while... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 482 lehte
...to be abus'd By one that looks on feeders ? Cleo. Good my Lord, Ant. You have been a boggier ever. But when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, (O mifery on't !) the wife Gods feal our eyes In our own filth, drop our clear judgments, make us Adore our errors, laugh at's, while... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 506 lehte
...my lord,— Ant. You have been a boggier ever:— . t But when we in our vicioufnefs grow hard, (Oh mifery on't!) the wife Gods feel our eyes In our own filth 5 drop our clear judgments •, make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we ftrut To our confufion.... | |
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But when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O misery on't !) the wise gods seel our eyes In our own filth; drop our clear judgments; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us while we strut To our confusion. 
