 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 368 Seiten
...many years ere I shall sheer the fleece : So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white...unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 584 Seiten
...So many months ere I shall sheer the fleece : So minutes, hours, days.weeks, months, and years, Past t day. Jul. It is, it is, hie hence, be gone, away All, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 488 Seiten
...* Pass'd over to the end they were created, * So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, * Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. * Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet how lovely ! * Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade * To shepherds, looking on their silly... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 404 Seiten
...years ere I shall sheer the fleece : * So many minutes, hours, day*, weeks, months, and years, * Pass'd over to the end they were created, * Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave, " AU , what a life were this ! how sweet ! hovf lovely ! * Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 386 Seiten
...strongly confirms the remark made by sir Joshua Reynolds on a passage in Macbeth, Act I. sc. vi. M AL . Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1811 - 546 Seiten
...horror of' the battle, an unexpected glinip.se of rural innocence and pastoral tranquillity. JOHNSON. Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 490 Seiten
...many years ere I shall shear the fleece : So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white...unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 520 Seiten
...many years ere I shall shear the fleece.: So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white...unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this ! how sweet ! how lovely ! Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 Seiten
...many months ere I shall sheer the fleece ; So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white...unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely 1 Gives not the hawthorn bush a sweeter shade To shepherds, looking on their silly... | |
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So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young; So many weeks ere the poor fools will... 
