| William Shakespeare - 1853 - 420 Seiten
...are coral made; Those are pearls, that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell. A LOVER'S SPEECH. My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up. My father's loss,... | |
| Samuel Longfellow - 1853 - 228 Seiten
...are coral made ; Those are pearls that were his eyes ; Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : [Burden, ding-dong. Hark, now I hear them ; — ding, dong, bell ! SHAKSPEARE. GULF-WEED. A WEARY... | |
| William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 1158 Seiten
...are coral made j Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer des, voi : Fer. The ditty does remember my drown'd father.— This is no mortal business, nor no sound That... | |
| Samuel Longfellow - 1853 - 228 Seiten
...are coral made ; Those are pearls that were his eyes ; Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : [Burden, ding-dong. Hark, now I hear them ; — ding, dong, bell ! SHAKSPEARK. GULF-WEED. A WEARY... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1853 - 928 Seiten
...are coral made ; Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer than do thy worshippers : [Burden : ding-dong. Hark ! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell. Fer. The ditty does remember my... | |
| William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 440 Seiten
...are coral made ; Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : [Burden: ding-dong. Hark ! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell. Fer. The ditty does remember my... | |
| Robert Bell - 1854 - 290 Seiten
...are coral made ; Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange, Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.* THE WARNING. TT7HILE you here do snoring lie, " Open-eyed Conspiracy His time... | |
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