 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 502 pagini
...pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court ? . t- . . Here feel jve not the penalty of Adam, „• The seasons' difference...what I am.* Sweet are the uses of adversity; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; l ° * Hath not old custom—... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Johnson, George Steevens - 1820 - 324 pagini
...not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam,1 The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish...what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, 9 — — Jfaa go we in content,] The old copy reads — Now go in... | |
 | Albert Picket - 1820 - 314 pagini
...icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body Ev'n till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is...what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in its head ; And this our life, exempt... | |
 | John Bowdler - 1821 - 510 pagini
...envious court ? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The season's difference ; as, the icy phang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which,...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.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 538 pagini
...Adam, hinted at by our poet ? The being sensible of the difference of the seasons ? The Duke says, The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish...what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head 2 ; — the cold and effects... | |
 | William Enfield - 1823 - 412 pagini
...bites and blows upon my body, Ev'n till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, This is no flatt'ry ; these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me...in his head : And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Fmds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks. Sermons in stones, and good in ev'ry thing.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 322 pagini
...as the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon mv body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say,...what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ;6 And this our life, exempt... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 882 pagini
...Now, my co-mates, and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet, Than thatof y tongue. 0, letthyvo Iwouldnot change it. Happy is y our £race, That can translate the stubbornness of fortune Into so... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 518 pagini
...Amiens, and other Lords, m the dresi of Foresters. Duke S. Now, my co-mates, and brothers in cxfle Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than...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.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 pagini
...co-mates, and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet, Thanthatofpaintedpomp? Are not these woods • More free from peril, than...what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which, likethetoad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his heud ; Andthisourlife, exempt from... | |
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Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than- the envious court ? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons' difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's... 
