 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 478 страници
...Thou art not thyself; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out of dust : Happy rJfou art not : For what thou hast not, still thou striv'st...back with ingots bows, Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey, And Death unloads thee : Friends hast thou none ; For thine own bowels, which do call... | |
 | John Taylor - 1839 - 274 страници
...provok'st ; yet grossly fear'st Thy death, which is no more. Thou art not thyself; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out of dust....certain; For thy complexion shifts to strange effects, 10* After the r.oon. If thou art rich, thou art poor; — For, like an ass, whose back with ingots... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 608 страници
...provok'st ; yet grossly fear'st Thy death, which is no rribre. Thou art not thyself; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out of dust....not certain : For thy complexion shifts to strange affects,3 After the moon. If thou art rich, thou art poor ; 1 Keep here means care for, a common acceptation... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 550 страници
...fear'st For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains Thy death, which is no more. Thou art not thyself;' That issue out of dust: Happy thou art not: For what...not, still thou striv'st to get; And what thou hast, forgett'st: Thou art not certain , For thy complexion shifts to strange effects After the moon : 4... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Michael Henry Rankin - 1841 - 266 страници
...no more. Thou art not thyself; For thou existest on many a thousand grains * Determinedly prepared. That issue out of dust: Happy thou art not; For what...back with ingots bows, Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloads 1 hce : Friends hast thou none; For thy own bowels, which do call... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 582 страници
...provok'st, yet grossly fear'st Thy death, which is no more. Thou art not thyself; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out of dust :...strange effects, After the moon : if thou art rich, thou'rt poor ; For, like an ass, whose back with ingots bows, Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 582 страници
...certain ; For thy complexion shifts to strange effects, After the moon : if thou art rich, thou'rt poor ; For, like an ass, whose back with ingots bows, Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloads thee : friend hast thou none ; For thine own bowels, which do call... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 1008 страници
...provok'st ; yet grossly fear'st Thy death, which is no more. Thou art not thyself ; For thou exist'st What dost thou know ? Vio. Too well what love women to men may 7, After the moon : If thou art rich, thou art poor ; For, like an ass, whose back with ingots bows,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 658 страници
...provok'st ; yet grossly fear'st Thy death, which is no more: thou art not thyself; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out of dust :...not certain ; For thy complexion shifts to strange affects, After the moon : if thou art rich, thou art poor ; For, like an ass whose back with ingots... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1846 - 934 страници
...provok'st ; yet g-rossly fear'st Thy death, which is no more. Thou art not thyself; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out of dust....back with ingots bows, Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloads thee. Friend hast thou none ; For thine own bowels, which do call... | |
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Thou art by no means valiant; For thou dost fear the soft and tender fork Of a poor worm : Thy best of rest is sleep, And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'st Thy death, which is no more, Thou art not thyself... 
