 That feelingly persuade me what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,...  The Works of Shakespeare ... - Pagina 170di William Shakespeare - 1883Visualizzazione completa - Informazioni su questo libro
 | William Herbert - 1853 - 234 pagine
...icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even 'till I shrink with cold I smile and say, This is...in his head ! And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 916 pagine
...fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites, and blows upon my body, Even n ! — that there were but a mote in yours, A grain,...Hub. Is this your promise? go to; hold your tongue. haunt!) Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1853 - 716 pagine
...fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, ' This is...in his head : And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1853 - 334 pagine
...fang, And churlish chiding of the win(f r's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say,— This...in his head ; And this our life exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 508 pagine
...of the winter's wind ; W'hich when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, 1 smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are...in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, .Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | George Croly - 1854 - 426 pagine
...fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, This is...in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the, running brook*, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1854 - 440 pagine
...fang, ' And churlish chiding of the wintry wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, ' This is...in his head And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 322 pagine
...icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This...in his head ; And this our life exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1854 - 424 pagine
...shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors That fee'.ingly persuade me what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity...in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 pagine
...fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind : Which when it hites and hlows upon my hody, Even when I shrink with cold, I smile and say, " This is no...jewel in his head : And this our life, exempt from puhlic haunt, Finds tongues in trees, hooks in the running hrooks, Sermons in stones, and good in everything.... | |
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