![Studies in English poetry [an anthology] with biogr. sketches and notes by J ...](http://bks9.books.google.co.nz/books?id=TA4EAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover&img=1&zoom=5&edge=curl "Studies in English poetry [an anthology] with biogr. sketches and notes by J ...") | Joseph Payne - 1845
...and <fo.y(a, I eat — man-eaters. Whereof by parcels she had something heard, But not intentively.1 I did consent, And often did beguile her of her tears,...did speak of some distressful stroke That my youth suffered. My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs ; She swore, in faith, 'twas... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Language Arts & Disciplines - 1845 - 320 pages
...1 would all my pilgrmage dilate ; Whereof by parcels, she had something heard, But not distinctly. I did consent ; And often did beguile her of her tears,...did speak of some distressful stroke, That my youth suffer 'd. My story being done, She gave me for my pains, a world of sighs. She swore in faith- 'twas... | |
 | William Draper Swan - 1845 - 484 pages
...I would all my pilgrimage dilate ; Whereof by parcels she had something heard, But not intentively. I did consent ; And often did beguile her of her tears,...did speak of some distressful stroke That my youth suffered. My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs. She said, In faith 'twas... | |
 | Peter J. Manning - Literary Criticism - 1990 - 326 pages
.... come again," eagerly demanding that Othello complete his story. "I did consent," he now recalls, And often did beguile her of her tears When I did speak of some distressful stroke That my youth suffered. My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs (I, iii, 154-58) "She loved... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Drama - 1992 - 147 pages
...That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels she had something heard But not intentively. I did consent, And often did beguile her of her tears...did speak of some distressful stroke That my youth suffered. My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs:'2 She swore, in faith 'twas... | |
 | John Henry Jowett - Religion - 1993 - 176 pages
...chances, of moving accidents by flood and field. "This to hear would Desdemona seriously incline." My story being done. She gave me for my pains a world...strange; 'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful. She loved me for the dangers I had passed. And I loved her that she did pity them. It was the communion... | |
 | G. R. Taneja, Vinod Sena - Comparative literature - 1995 - 280 pages
...conversation — slowly develops intoarelationship of love, he emphasizes the "mighty magic" of narration. My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world...strange, 'twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful. She wished she had not heard it; yet she thanked me; And bade me, if I had a friend that lov'd her I should... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Drama - 1996 - 91 pages
...would all my pilgrimage dilate, l6 \\"hereof by parcels she had something heard. But not intentively:' I did consent, And often did beguile her of her tears...gave me for my pains a world of sighs: She swore, in farth, 't was strange,'twas passing strange; Twas pitiful, 't was wondrous pitiful: She wish'd she... | |
 | Victor L Cahn - Literary Criticism - 1996 - 865 pages
...has manifested thus far. Then he describes Desdemona's reaction to a similar account he offered her: My story being done. She gave me for my pains a world...She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man. She thank'd me. And bade me, if I had a friend that lov'd her. I should... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Drama - 2003 - 304 pages
...That I would all my pilgrimage dilate Whereof by parcels she had something heard, But not intcntively. I did consent. And often did beguile her of her tears...did speak of some distressful stroke That my youth suffered. My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs : She swore, in faith 'twas... | |
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I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels she had something heard, But not intentively... 
