 Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year, For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge, For a quart of ale is a dish for a king....  A Midsummer-night's Dream - Trang xxbởi William Shakespeare - 1924 - 176 trangXem Toàn bộ - Giới thiệu về cuốn sách này
 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 334 trang
...lark that tirra-lyra chaunts, • " ' , With, hey ! withjhey ! thethruihand the jay Are fummer-fongs for me and my aunts, While we lie tumbling in the hay. .1 have ferved Prince Florrzel, and in my time wore .Three pile, but now I am out of fervice. • .... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 456 trang
...King. The lark that tirra-lyra chaunts, With, hey! with, hey! the thrulh and the jay! Are fummer-fongs for me and my aunts, While we lie tumbling in the hay. I have ferved Prince Florizel, and in my time wore threepile, but now I am out of fervice. But ihall... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 558 trang
...The lark, that tirra-lirra chaunts, With, hey! with, hey! the thru/h and the jay ; Are fummer Jongs for me and my aunts *, While we lie tumbling in the hay. I have ferv'd prince Florizel, and, in my time wore three-pile ; but now I am out of fervice. Bui /ball... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 442 trang
...For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that tirra-lirra chaunts, With, hey! with, hey! the thrush and the jay ; Are summer songs for me and my aunts, While we lie tumbling in the hay, 99 I have serv'd prince Florizel, and, in my time wore three-pile ; but now I am out of service. But... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1797 - 644 trang
...lark, that tirra-lirra chants — With, hey ! with, hey ! the thrujh and the jay :— Are fummer fongs for me and my aunts, While we lie tumbling in the hay. I have ferv'd prince Florizel, and, in my time, wore three-pile ; but now I am out of fervice : Butjball... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 442 trang
...a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that tirra-lirra chants, — With, hey ! with, hey ! the thrush and the jay : — Are summer songs for me and my aunts* While we lie tumbling in the hay. I have served prince Florizel, and, in my time, wore three-pile;' but now I am out of service : But... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 576 trang
...a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that tirra-lirra chants, — With, hey ! with, hey! the thrush and the jay : — Are summer songs for me and my aunts? While we lie tumbling in the hay. wore I have served prince Florizel, and, in my time, three-pile;3 but now I am out of service : But... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 454 trang
...a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that tirra-lirra chants, — With, hey ! with, hey! the thrush and the jay : — Are summer songs for me and my aunts* While we lie tumbling in the hay. I have served prince Florizel, and, in my time, wore three-pile;5 but now I am out of service : But... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 434 trang
...for a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that tirra-lirra chants,1— With, hey! with, hey! the thrush and the jay:— Are summer songs for me and my aunts,6 While we lie tumbling in the hay. and the meaning is, the red, the spring blood now reigns... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 404 trang
...a quart of ale is a dish for a bing. The lark, that tirra-lirra chants. — With hey ! with, hey ! the thrush and the jay :— Are summer songs for me and my aunts*6, While we lie tumbling in the hay. I have serv'd prince Florizel, and, in my time, wore three-pile;... | |
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