...Seymour was a stickler for detail) and listened to Lindsay reading Shakespeare's most glorious song. Fear no more the heat o' the sun. Nor the furious winter's...and ta'en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. None listened more intently than Philip, who was relieved to discover...

...number myself. I sing to her who is gone. The young people hear and wonder. Sometimes they weep. "Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's...and ta'en thy wages: Golden lads and girls all must As chimney-sweepers, come to dust." "But this is not so!" they protest. "We will die and sleep a while,...

...continues so often to give consolation at funerals and memorial services: Fear no more the heat o'th' sun, Nor the furious winter's rages, Thou thy worldly...and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney sweepers, come to dust . . . (4.2.259 ff.) Innogen's body is unharmed, Arviragus found her...

...Vendler, Helen. The Art of Shakespeare's Sonnets. Cambridge, MA: Harvard University Press, 1997. v ** Fear No More the Heat o} the Sun Fear no more the heat...and ta'en thy wages: Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o' the great; Thou art past the tyrant's...

...song that Arviragus had been playing, the song they'd sung long ago, over their mother's grave: "Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's...and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust ..." When they'd fmished their requiem, Belarius returned, bearing...

...Arviragus and Guiderius, in Act IV of Cymbeline might well do for his epitaph: Fear no more the heat o'th' sun, Nor the furious winter's rages. Thou thy worldly...and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o'th' great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke....

...double loss: the deaths of the only two human beings he had loved, Duncan and Devon MacDevon. "Fear no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious winter's...and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust .... " The words overwhelmed the Boggart, filling him with a terrible...

...Cymbeline a brother mourns a brother with words which would not have been inappropriate at Calvary. Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's...task hast done, Home art gone and ta'en thy wages. In all reverence it could have been said by one of the Lord's 'brothers' at the foot of the Cross....

...¡Tranquila consumación tengas, y renombrada sea tu tumba!'2 12. Gu/. Fear no more the heat o' th' sun, / Nor the furious winter's rages, / Thou thy...gone, and ta'en thy wages. / Golden lads and girls all nuist, /As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. / Arv. Fear no more the frown o' th' great, / Thou art past...

...Averagus, mourning Imogen's apparent death, spoke this charm over her body in an earlier scene: Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's...and ta'en thy wages: Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. (4.2.25&-63) 2 ? The chant is a simple one. This is not conventional,...