 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 792 oldal
...ere the poor fools will yean ; So many years" ere I shall shear the fleece : So minutes, hours, days, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were...quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! howlovelr! Gives not the hawthorn-bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1862 - 576 oldal
...have been with young ; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean ; So many months ere I shall shear the fleece : So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months,...created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. All, what a fife were this ! How sweet ! How lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To... | |
 | Henry Twells - 1862 - 262 oldal
...So many weeks ere the poor things will yean ; So many years ere I shall sheer the fleece : — Thus minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd...the end they were created, Would bring white hairs into a quiet grave. Ah what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush... | |
 | Sidney Beisly - 1864 - 200 oldal
...So many years ere I shall shear the fleece ; So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Past over to the end they were created, Would bring white...bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their stilly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy, To king's, that fear their subjects' treachery ?... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1864 - 692 oldal
...ere the poor fools will yean ; so many years ere I shall shear the fleece : so minutes, hours, days, months, and years, pass'd over to the end they were...were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn-bush a sweeter shade to shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, than doth a rich embroider'd... | |
 | Geoffrey Chaucer - 1864 - 202 oldal
...have been with young ; So many weeks ere the poor fools will yean ; So many years ere I shall shear the fleece : So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months,...created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave." A writer in the fourteenth volume of the Retrospective Review, who quotes this passage, attributes... | |
 | William Howitt - 1864 - 254 oldal
...minutes how they run. * * • • * So many minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and yearb, Palled 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 bufh a fweeter fhade To ihepherds looking on their filly... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1864 - 690 oldal
...ere the poor fools will can ; So many years ere I shall shear the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were...created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. 4o Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely! Gives not the hawthorn-bush a sweeter shade To... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1864 - 612 oldal
...yean ;((i9) So many months ere I shall shear the fleece :(70) So minutes, hours, days, weeks,(71 ) months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were...created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Gives not the hawthorn-bush a sweeter shade To shepherds looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - 1865 - 592 oldal
...many years ere I shall shear the fleece; So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Passed over to the end they were created, Would bring white...were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn-bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroidered... | |
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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... 
