 | John Timbs - 1829 - 354 páginas
...yean; So many years ere I shall sheer the fleece: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and year?, Pass'd over to 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 a... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 páginas
...So many years 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...were this ! how sweet! how lovely ! Gives not the Inwthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 528 páginas
...many years ere I shall shear the fleece : * Sominutcs, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, * Pasi'd over to the end they were created, * Would bring white...quiet grave. * Ah, what a life were this! how sweet; now lovely 1 * Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade * To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 522 páginas
...the poor fools will yean ; * So many years ere I shall shear the fleece : * So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, * Pass'd over to the en'd they were created, * Would brins; white hairs unto a quiet grave. * Ah, what a life were this! how sweet; how lovely I * Gives... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 606 páginas
...the poor fools will yean ; * So many years ere I shall shear the fleece : * So minutes, hours, days, ll, for thy love, kill a for truer love ; To both their deaths shall thou be brin» white hairs unto a quiet grave. * Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! "' Gives... | |
 | Anniversary calendar - 1832 - 548 páginas
...c6ntemplatc ; So many hours must 1 sport myself ; So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Past over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. — King Henrg Vlt Scta, THE battle before the gates of Lincoln, which effectually secured this country... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 646 páginas
...years ere I shall shear the fleece ; So minutes, hours, day», week«, months, and year«, * Passed non, Neslor shall applyT Thy latest words. In the reproof of chaace Lies crave. * Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet! now lovely! * Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 páginas
...And formless ruin of oblivion. 26 — iv. 5. 278 Time, the effects of. Minutes, hours, days, weeks, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. 23— ii. 4. 279 . Mortality. There's nothing serious in mortality: All is but toys : renown, and grace,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 804 páginas
...will yeao ; So many years ere I shall shear the fleece ; So minntes, hours, days, weeks, months, aud years, Pass'd over to the end they were created. Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ají, what a life were this ! how «weet Г how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 554 páginas
...* Passed over to the end they were created, * So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, * Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. * Ah,...lovely! * Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade * Than doth a rich, embroidered canopy * To shepherds looking on their silly sheep, * O, yes it doth... | |
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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... 
