 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 470 oldal
...many months ere I fhall fheer the fleece : So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Paft over to the end they were created, Would bring white...unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this ! how fweet ! how lovely I Gives not the hawthorn bufh a fweeter fhade To fhepherds looking on their Ally... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 366 oldal
...years ere I mall ftiear the fleece : " So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, " Pafs'd over to the end they were created, " Would bring white...unto a quiet grave. " Ah, what a life were this ! how fweet ! how lovely! " Gives not the hawthorn bu(ha fweeter (hade " To mepherds, looking on their filly... | |
 | John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 oldal
...beggar in his drink, Could not have laid such terms upon his callet. P. 496.— 289.— 283. K. Hen. So many years ere I shall sheer the fleece : So minutes,...created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. I agree with Mr. Steevens. P. 510.— 302.— 305. 1 Keep. We charge you, in Gods' name, and in the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 368 oldal
...thence. Would I were dead ! if God's good 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...shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Thau doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kmgs, that fear their subjects' treachery f And to conclude,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 oldal
...So many months ere I shall sheer the fleece : So minutes, hours, days.weeks, months, and years, Past over to the end they were created, Would bring white...life were this! how sweet! how lovely ! Gives not the haw thorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, '1 han doth a rich embroider'... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 674 oldal
...run: Ho'ii many make the hour full complete,] So, in our author's Rape of Lucrcce: * So many years3 ere I shall sheer the fleece : * So minutes, hours,...Pass'd over to the end they were created, * Would hring white hairs unto a quiet grave. * Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet how lovely ! * Gives... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 404 oldal
...poor fools will yean ; * So many years ere I shall sheer the fleece : * So many minutes, hours, day*, weeks, months, and years, * Pass'd over to the end...created, * Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave, " AU , what a life were this ! how sweet ! hovf lovely ! * Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 oldal
...many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean ; So many months ere I shall sheer the fleece ; So minutes, hours,...grave. Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely 1 Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 oldal
...So many months ere I shall shear the fleece: So many minutes, hours, weeks, months, and years Past over, to the end they were created, Would bring white...sweeter shade To shepherds looking on their silly sheep, Thau doth a rich embroidered canopy To kings that fear their subjects' treachery ? O yes it doth, a... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 328 oldal
...yean, So many months ere I shall shear the fleece: So many minutes, hours, weeks, mouths, aud yean Past over, to the end they were created, Would bring white...shepherds looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a ricb embroidered canopy To kings that fear their subjects' treachery ? O yes it doth, a thousand fold... | |
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I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young ; So many weeks ere the poor fools will... 
