| William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 страници
...beiirars : neither gave to me Good word, n'ir look : What, are my deeds forgot ? Ulysi. Time hath, mv lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1831 - 528 страници
...misers do by beggars : neither »ave to me Gnod word, nor look : What, are my deeds forgot? Ulyi». Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those Mraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast... | |
| James Service - 1834 - 162 страници
...oblivion some of the traditionary and venerable associations of our father-land ; — for "Time hath a wallet at his back. Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitude." The Editor has attempted to make a nosegay of a few of the poetic... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1836 - 588 страници
...As misers do by beggars ; neither gave to me Good word, nor look. What, are my deeds forgot ? Ulyss. Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion,3 A great-sized monster of ingratitudes. Those scraps are good deeds past ; which are devoured... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 страници
...growing to a pleurisy, Dies in his own too-much. 36 — iv. 7. 257 T1me 'produces ingratitude. Time hath a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes ; Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1839 - 534 страници
...misers do by beggars ; neither gave to me Good word, nor look : What, are my deeds forgot ? Ulyss. Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes : Those scraps are good deeds past : which are devour'd As fast... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 страници
...As misers do by beggars; neither gave to me Good word, nor look. What, a^e my deeds forgot ? Ulyss. Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, 3 A great-sized monster of ingratitudes. Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devou As fast... | |
| John William Carleton - 1846 - 746 страници
...from the evil of their ways: " levanting" is a weakness to be repaired by the amende honorable. . . " Time hath, my Lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion." The ultimate week failed not to draw : last appearances are sure magnets. Farewells are sad things;... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1839 - 592 страници
...As misers do by beggars ; neither gave to me Good word, nor look. What, are my deeds forgot ? Ulyss. Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion,3 A great-sized monster of ingratitudes. Those scraps are good deeds past ; which are devoured... | |
| William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 480 страници
...growing to a pleurisy, Dies in his own too-much. 36 — iv. 7. 257 Time produces ingratitude. Time hath a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes ; Those scraps are good deeds past ; which are devour'd As fast... | |
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