 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 500 sivua
...and Ihe carl of Will. shire, dead ? Scroop. Yea, all of Ihetn al Bristol lost their heads. Лит. Where is the duke, my father, with his power ? K....of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our pnper. and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earf h. Let's choose executors, and talk... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 554 sivua
...and epitaplts ; Make dust our рчрег, and with rainy eves Write sorrow on the bosom of the earfh. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills : And yet...bodies to the ground ? Our lands, our lives, and all, arc Bolingbrolce's, And nothing can we call our own, but death ; And that small model of the barren... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1838 - 894 sivua
...enveloped the silent forest, before the little cavalcade had reached the end of their journey. CHAPTER XIV. Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs , Make...talk of wills ; And yet not so, — for what can we hequeathe, Save our deposed bodies to the ground : Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 sivua
...speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Wrrite nd here 's another. Writ in my cousin's hand, stolen...hands against our hearts ! — Come, I will have thee Bolingbro'.e's, And nothing can we call our own, but death ; And that small model of the barren earth.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 536 sivua
...Where is the duke my father with his power ? Scroop. Yea, all of them at Bristol lost their heads. K. Rich. No matter where ; of comfort no man speak:...choose executors, and talk of wills : And yet not so,—for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground ? Our lands, our lives, and all... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 506 sivua
...secured in enclosed places, their poisonous quality was kept from doing mischief to cattle. STEEVENS. Scroop. Yea, all of them at Bristol lost their heads....to the ground ? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke'p, And nothing can we call our own, but death ; And that small model of the barren earth,... | |
 | Robert Whyte - 1848 - 156 sivua
...of the succeeding winter, (ruined as their constitutions were,) I am quite confident. CHAPTER XIV. Of comfort no man speak. Let's talk of graves, of...we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground ? SIIAKSPEARE. THAT the system of quarantine pursued at Grosse Isle afforded but a very slight protection... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 498 sivua
...Green, and the earl of Wiltshire, dead ? y Scroop. Yea, all of them at Bristol lost their heads. ./.MI. Where is the duke, my father, with his power ? K....and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eves Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills: And yet not... | |
 | David Bates Tower - 1853 - 444 sivua
...ill. Where is the Earl of Wiltshire T Where is Bagot 7 What is become of Bushy ? Where is Green ? — No matter where ; of comfort no man speak •Let's...rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. And yet not so — for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground? Our lands, our... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1849 - 400 sivua
...naked, trembling at themselves ? So when this thief, this traitor, Bolingbroke, &c. » » # * Aumerle. Where is the Duke my father with his power ? K, Rich....rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth, &c. * » • « Aumerle. My father hath a power, enquire of him ; And learn to make a body of a limb.... | |
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No matter where ; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills... 
