 | William Shakespeare - 1920 - 172 страници
...poke, 20 And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, " It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see," quoth he, " how the world wags : 'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine ; And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; 25 And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe And then from hour... | |
 | 1838 - 358 страници
...II. Supposed to be written on the Night of the thirty-first of December 1837. THE year wanes fast ; " 'tis but an hour ago since it was nine, and after an hour more 'twill be eleven." Ere midnight sound, and warn us to do homage to Time's anniversary ceremonial, we will pass, perchance,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 556 страници
...Good-morrow, fool, quoth I: No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune: And then he drew a dial from his poke; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, // is ten o'clock: Thus may ice see, quoth he, how the world wags: 'Tis but an hour ago, since it was... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 576 страници
...the saying here alluded to; or, as in Publius Syrus : " I'ortuna. mmiwn quern facet, stultumfacit." And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very...since it was nine; And after an hour more, 'twill be elevens And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot, and rot,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 322 страници
...Good-morrow, fool, quoth I: A'b, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune :e And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking...o'clock: Thus may we see, quoth he, how the world wags : * A motley fool ;— a miserable world!] What! because he met a motley fool, was it therefore a miserable... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 450 страници
...Good-morrot>,foolj quoth I : No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking...with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'elock : Thus may wt see, quoth he, how the world wags ; 'Tis but an hour ago, since it was nine ;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 340 страници
...Good-morrow, fool, quoth I: JVa, *z>, quoth he, Call me not fool, till h<avtn hath sent me fortune: 6 And then he drew a dial from his poke; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, /; is ten a'clack: Thus may we see, quoth he, hotv the world wags: * A motley fool i—a miserable... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 578 страници
...Good-morrow, fool," quoth I : "No, sir," quoth Call menotfool.till heaven hath sent me fortune:" -20 30 35 1 5 And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking...with lack-lustre eye, says, very wisely, " It is ten a-clock : " Thus may we see," quoth he, " how the world " 'Tis but an hour ago, since it was nine ;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 372 страници
...Good-morrow, fool, quoth I : No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, lt is ten o'clock : Thus may we see, quoth he, how the world wags : 'Tis but an hour ago, since it... | |
 | William Enfield - 1808 - 434 страници
...quoth he, Call me not fool, till Heaven hath sent me fortune ; And then he drew a dial from his poak, And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very...'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour td hour... | |
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twill be eleven ; And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale. 
