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" That feelingly persuade me what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,... "
The Works of Shakespeare ... - 170. oldal
szerző: William Shakespeare - 1883
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Shakespeare's Plays: With His Life, 2. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1847 - 726 oldal
...fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites, and blows upon my body, Even stable ; we, that dwell in't, jades ; Therefore, to...I'll send her to my house. Acquaint my mother with haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing....

The Plays of William Shakspeare: Merchant of Venice ; As you like it ; All's ...

William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 536 oldal
...fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This...jewel in his head ' ; And this our life, exempt from publick haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in...

Cyclopædia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest Productions ...

Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 oldal
...winter's wind ; Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I snile ~! haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing....

The book of poetry [ed. by B.G. Johns].

Book - 1847 - 216 oldal
...blows upon my body, E'en till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, VANITY OF HUMAN GREATNESS. 119 This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly...in his head. And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing....

Cyclopaedia of English Literature: First period, from the earliest times to 1400

Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 oldal
...body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, ' This is no flattery ;' these are counsellor« That feelingly persuade me what I am. Sweet are the...in his head : And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing....

North American First Class Reader: The Sixth Book of Tower's Series for ...

David Bates Tower - 1853 - 444 oldal
...icy fang, And churlish chiding of the wintry wind, Which, when it bites and blowi upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, . ' This...in his head And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing....

As You Like it: A Comedy in Five Acts, 9. kötet

William Shakespeare - 1848 - 74 oldal
...fang' And churlish chiding of the winter's wind; Which, when it bites, and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is...in his head ! And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in everything....

The Dramatic Works of W. Shakespeare

William Shakespeare - 1849 - 952 oldal
...And churlish chiding of the winter's wind; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till 1 hold it! my merry host hath had the measuring of their weapons; and, haunt, : Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every...

Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest Productions ...

Robert Chambers - 1850 - 710 oldal
...wind ; Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I sirile and say, 1 urbed your mind haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing....

The Literature and the Literary Men of Great Britain and Ireland, 1. kötet

Abraham Mills - 1851 - 602 oldal
...icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind; Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, 'This is...in his head : And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing....




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