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... The World's Best Poetry - Seite 3171904Vollansicht
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William Makepeace Thackeray - 1882
...House of Lancaster : 0 God ! methinks it -were a happy life . To see the minutes how they run, TIow many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up Ihe year, How many years, &c. But Shakespeare knew better than to repeat this style of thing too. often....