 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 384 trang
...were so : ' For what is in this world, but grief and woe ? * O God ! methinks, it were a happy life, ' To be no better than a homely swain ; * To sit upon...created, * Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. * Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet! how lovely! * Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 568 trang
...hours must I tend my flock; * So many hours must I take my rest; * So many hours must I c6ntemplate; * So many hours must I sport myself; * So many days...created, * Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. * Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely! • * Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 514 trang
...execute the like upon thyself; And so, have at thee. \TheyJight. WARWICK enters; CLIFFORD files. ' Rich. Nay, Warwick, single out some other chase; '...years, * Pass'd over to the end they were created, 2 methinks, it were a happy life,] This speech is moumfol and soft, exquisitely suited to the character... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 506 trang
...hours must I tend my flock ; * So many hours must I take my rest; * So many hours must I c6ntemplate; * So many hours must I sport myself; * So many days...years, * Pass'd over to the end they were created, 1 methinks, it were a happy life,] This speech is mournful and soft, exquisitely suited to the character... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 462 trang
...so: ' For what is in this world, but grief and woe ? * i4O God ! methinks, it were a happy life, ' To be no better than a homely swain ; * To sit upon...' ; * Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. * Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! * Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 368 trang
...will were so : For what is in this world, but grief and woe ? O God ! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain ; To sit upon...created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 488 trang
...point by point, * Thereby to see the minutes how they run: * How many make the hour full complete, 1 * How many hours bring about the day, * How many days...young; * So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean ; 2 s Bstli tugging to be viitors, breast to breast,'] Hence, perhaps, the vulgarism that gives such... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 584 trang
...imish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live. When this is known, then to divide the time : ing to shine, Under the which is writ — lin-itis nubibux. months ere I shall sheer the fleece : So minutes, hours, days.weeks, months, and years, Past over to... | |
 | Regina Maria Roche - 1807 - 498 trang
...live, When this is known to divide the time.... So many hours must I tend my Bock, So many hours mutt I take my rest, So many hours must I contemplate,...So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean, So many months ere I shall sheer the fleece.... So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and. years, b Past... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 428 trang
...will were so : For what is in this world, but grief and woe ? O God ! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain ; To sit upon...weeks ere the poor fools will yean ; So many years ere 1 shall shear the fleece : So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end... | |
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To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run : How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live. When this is... 
