 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1826 - 384 страници
...Henry while sitting on the molehill, apart from the battle-field of Towton ; and is as follows : — " O God ! methinks it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain ; To sit upon a hill, as 1 do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see... | |
 | Joseph Cradock - 1828 - 430 страници
...clouds contend with growing light ; Would I were dead ! if Heaven's good will were so. Methinks, O God, it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain, So that his hours, days, weeks, and months, and years Past over, to the end they were created,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1827 - 362 страници
...blowing of his nails, Can neither call it perfect day, or night. THE BLESSINGS OF A SHEPHERD'S LIFt. O God ! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1827 - 658 страници
...blowing of his nails, Can neither call it perfect day, or night. THE BLESSINGS OP A SHEPHERD'S LIFE. 0 God! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1828 - 392 страници
...am thence. Would, I were dead! if God's good will were so : For what is in this world, but grief and woe? O God! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain ; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point hy point, Therehy to see... | |
 | Joseph Cradock - 1828 - 440 страници
...clouds contend with growing light ; Would I were dead ! if Heaven's good will were so. Methinks, O God, it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain, So that his hours, days, weeks, and months, and years Past over, to the end they were created,... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1829 - 478 страници
...like poor creeping ants upon the earth, I would have been glad to have lived under my wood side, to " O God ! methinks it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain ; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see... | |
 | 1829 - 642 страници
...boards, TWELVE DRAMATIC SKETCHES, FOUNDED ON THE PASTORAL POETRY OF SCOTLAND. BrW. M. HETHERINGTON, AM " Methinks it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain !** SHAKSPKARK. Edinburgh: CONSTABLE & Co. 19, Waterloo Place j and HUMT, CHANGS, & Co. London.... | |
 | John Timbs - 1829 - 354 страници
...a stale at chess, where it is no mate, but yet the game cannot stir. — Lord Bacon. DCXIX. — — Methinks it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes... | |
 | Laconics - 1829 - 352 страници
...stay; like a stale at chess, where it is no mate, but yet the game cannot stir.—Lord Bacon. DCXIX. Methinks it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a bill, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes... | |
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O God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring... 
