 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 188 страници
...minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were...this; how sweet! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, To kings, that fear their subjects'... | |
 | 1911 - 944 страници
...fleece: So minutes, hours, days, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely! None have enjoyed the pastoral life more keenly than many who have never lived it. In the din of cities,... | |
 | Jerry Blunt - 1990 - 232 страници
...fleece: So minutes, hours, days, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah! what a life were...this! how sweet! how lovely! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1996 - 1290 страници
...fleece: So minutes, hours, days, months, and years, Past over to the end they were created, Would bring cannot abide a gaping pig; Why he, a harmless necessary cat; Why he, a woollen bag-pipe, — b hawthorn-bush a sweeter shade To shepherds looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich-embroider'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1989 - 1286 страници
...fleece: So minutes, hours, days, months, and years, Past over to the end they were created, Would bring o spruce, too affected, too odd, as it were, too hawthorn-bush a sweeter shade To shepherds looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich-embroider'd... | |
 | George Wilson Knight - 1958 - 336 страници
...fleece: So minutes, hours, days, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah ! what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn-bush a sweeter shade To shepherds looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2000 - 180 страници
...years, Passed over to the end they were created, 39 Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. 40 Ah, what a life were this! How sweet! How lovely! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds looking on their seely sheep 43 Than doth a rich embroidered canopy... | |
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Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly sheep, Than doth a rich embroider'd... 
