 | William Shakespeare - 1828 - 448 pages
...his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle; Pale as his shirt; hiskneesknocking each other ; And with a look so piteous in purport, As if he had heen loosed out of hell, To speak of horrors,— he comes hefore me. Pol. Mad for thy love ? Oph. My... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 pages
...unbrac'd ; No hat upon his head ; his stockings foul'd, Unzarter d, and down-gyved* to his ancle ; Pare as his shirt ; his knees knocking each other ; And...hell. To speak of horrors,— he comes before me. Pol. Mad for thy love? ч ¡A. My lord, I do not know ; But, truly. I do fear it. Pol. What said he?... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 pages
...unbrac'd ; No hat upon his head ; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle ;m Pale as his shirt ; his knees knocking each other;...hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me. Pol. Mad for thy love ? Oph. My lord, I do not know; But, truly, I do fear it. Pol. What said he ?... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 pages
...unbrac'd ; No hat upon his head ; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle ; m Pale as his shirt ; his knees knocking each other;...hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me. Pol. Mad for thy love? Oph. My lord, I do not know; But, truly, I do fear it. Pol. What said he? Oph.... | |
 | Mathew Carey - African Americans - 1830 - 480 pages
...unbrao'd ; No hat upon his head, his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd and down-gyved to his ancle ; Palo as his shirt , his knees knocking each other . And with a look, sq piteous in purport, As if he had been loosed out of bell, To speak of horrors, — be comes before... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 528 pages
...doublet all unbrac'd; No hat upon his head ; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, and down-^yvcd^ to bis ancle ; Pale as his shirt; his knees knocking each...hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me. Pol. Mad for thy love? Onh. My lord, I do not know; But, truly, I do fear it. Pot. ' What said he?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 522 pages
...; No bat upon his head ; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, and down-gyred* to his ancle ; Pale, a- his shirt ; his knees knocking each other ; And with a look so piteous in purport. As if be had been loosed out of hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me. Pol. Mad for thy lore?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1832 - 530 pages
...unbrac'd ; No hat upon his head ; his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd, and down-gyved to his ancle ;W Pale as his shirt ; his knees knocking each other...hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me. PoL. Mad for thy love ? OPH. My lord, I do not know ; But, truly, I do fear it. PoL. What said he ?... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1832 - 1022 pages
...knocking cadi other ; And viüi я look so piteous in purport. * A1r*«Jy H»Qfia( down .mr.l. hkt frti Pol. Mad fur thy luvet Oft/i. My lord, I do nut knuw ; Bllt, truly, I du l ii it. /'.'.'. What .11.1... | |
 | Scotland - 1833 - 1034 pages
...all unbraced, No hat upon his head, his stockings foul'd, Ungarter'd and down-gyved to his ankles, Pale as his shirt, his knees knocking each other....of hell, To speak of horrors, he comes before me. Polonius. Mad for thy love ? Ophelia. My lord, I do not know ; But truly I do fear it. Polonius. I... | |
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Pale as his shirt ; his knees knocking each other ; And with a look so piteous in purport, As if he had been loosed out of hell, To speak of horrors, — he comes before me. 
