 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 476 страници
...And to conclude — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, Hb wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which...in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason waits on him. Alarum. Enter a Son that had killed his Fqtker. Son. Ill blows the wind, that profits... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 384 страници
...fear their subjects' treachery ? * O, yes it doth ; a thousand fold it doth. * And to conclude,-r-the shepherd's homely, curds, * His cold thin drink out...a golden cup, * His body couched in a curious bed, Alarum. Enter a Son that has killed his Father, dragging in the dead Body. Son. Ill blows the wind,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 568 страници
...a rich embroider'd canopy * To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery? * And to conclude,—the shepherd's homely curds, * His cold thin drink out...him. Alarum. Enter a Son that has killed his Father, dragging in the dead body. Son. Ill blows the wind, that profits no-body.— ' This man, whom hand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 506 страници
...horror of the battle, an unexpected glimpse of rural innocence and pastoral tranquillity. JOHNSON. * Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. * Ah,...treason wait on him. Alarum. Enter a Son that has hilled his Father,1 dragging in the dead body. Son. Ill blows the wind, that profits no-body. — '... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 514 страници
...horror of the battle, an unexpected glimpse of rural innocence and pastoral tranquillity. JOHNSON. * Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. * Ah,...bed, * When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him. Enter a Son that has killed his Father,* dragging in the dead body. Son. Ill blows the wind, that profits... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 462 страници
...fools will yean ; * So many years ere I shall sheer the fleece : * So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, * Pass'd over to the end they were...him. Alarum. Enter a Son that has killed his Father, dragging in the dead body. Son, 111 blows the wind, that profits no-body. — ' This man, whom hand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 368 страници
...their silly sheep, Thau doth a rich embroider'd canopy To kmgs, that fear their subjects' treachery f And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds,...him. Alarum. Enter a Son that has killed his Father, dragging in the dead Body. Son. Ill blows the wind, that profits no-body.—- This man, whom hand to... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 488 страници
...subjects' treachery ? * O, yes, it doth ; a thousand fold it doth. * And to conclude,—the shepherds homely curds, * His cold thin drink out of his leather...sparkling in a golden cup, * His body couched in a cuiious bed, * When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him. .'llarum. Enter a Son that han killed... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 546 страници
...horror of' the battle, an unexpected glinip.se of rural innocence and pastoral tranquillity. JOHNSON. Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what...him. Alarum. Enter a Son that has killed his Father? dragging in the dead body. Son. Ill blows the wind, that profits no-body.— ' This man, whom hand... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 386 страници
...strongly confirms the remark made by sir Joshua Reynolds on a passage in Macbeth, Act I. sc. vi. M AL . Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what...and treason wait on him. Alarum. Enter a Son that had killed his Father,* dragging in the dead body. Son. Til blows the wind, that profits nobody. —... | |
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To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and... 
