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" Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly: These, indeed, seem, For they are actions that a man might play : But I have that within, which passeth show; These, but the trappings and... "
The Works of Shakespear: In Six Volumes - Страница 327
по William Shakespeare - 1745
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Principles of Elocution: Containing Numerous Rules, Observations, and ...

Thomas Ewing - 1832 - 428 страници
...alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forced breath; No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly : these indeed seem,...

Select plays from Shakspeare; adapted for the use of schools and young ...

William Shakespeare - 1836 - 624 страници
...inky cloak, good mother, [seems. Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forced breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly : These, indeed, seem,...

The Pride of the Village; Or, The Farmer's Daughters

Hannah Maria Jones - 1837 - 806 страници
...Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother. Nor customary suits of solemn black. Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'haviour of the visage: •*•*•* But I have that within which pasteth show." SHiESPEiUB. regrets of all who had...

Flora's Lexicon: An Interpretation of the Language and Sentiment of Flowers ...

Catharine Harbeson Waterman - 1839 - 284 страници
...alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forced breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly : These, indeed, seem,...

The seven ages of human life. Old age

Seven ages - 1842 - 154 страници
...alone my inky coat, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forced breath ; No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly. These, indeed, seem...

An Essay on the Tragedy of Hamlet: Embracing a View of Hamlet's Character ...

Patrick MacDonell - 1843 - 88 страници
...'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly: These, indeed, seem,...

The Works of William Shakspeare: The Text Formed from an Intirely New ..., Том 7

William Shakespeare - 1843 - 652 страници
...not alone my inky cloak, good mother 2, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shows of grief, That can denote me truly : these, indeed, seem,...

The works of William Shakespeare, the text formed from an entirely ..., Том 7

William Shakespeare - 1843 - 646 страници
...not alone my inky cloak, good mother 2, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shows of grief, That can denote me truly : these, indeed, seem,...

The Village churchman, ed., by J. Fawcett

1843 - 384 страници
...alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy inspiration of forced breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly ; these indeed seem,...

The Works of Shakespere, Том 2

William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 страници
...alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forced breath, — No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shows of grief, That can denote me truly. These, indeed, seem...




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