Play | Key Line | Modern Text | Original Text |
Antony and Cleopatra | AC III.xiii.112 | O, misery on't! – the wise gods seel our eyes, | (Oh misery on't) the wise Gods seele our eyes |
Antony and Cleopatra | AC V.ii.146 | I had rather seel my lips than to my peril | I had rather seele my lippes, / Then to my perill |
Othello | Oth I.iii.266 | Of feathered Cupid seel with wanton dullness | Of feather'd Cupid, seele with wanton dulnesse |
Othello | Oth III.iii.208 | To seel her father's eyes up close as oak – | To seele her Fathers eyes vp, close as Oake, |