 | William Shakespeare, Nicholas Rowe - 1709 - 1058 pàgines
...with Ingots bows, Thou bear'ft thy heavy Riches but a Journey, And Death unloads thee. Friend haft thou none, For thine own Bowels which do call thee Sire, The meer Effufio- of thy proper Loins, Do curfe the Gouty Serpigo, and the Rheum, For ending thee no fooner.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1745 - 582 pàgines
...with ingots bows, Thou bear*ft thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloadeth thee. Friend haft thou none : For thine own bowels which do call thee Sire, The meer effulion of thy proper loins, Do curfe the Gout, Serpigo^ and the Rbeum, For ending thee no fooner.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1747 - 352 pàgines
...with ingots bows, Thou bear'ft thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloadeth thee. Friend haft thou none ; For thine own bowels which do call thee Sire, The meer effufion of thy proper loins, Do curfe the Gout, Serpigo, and the Rheum, For ending thee no fooner.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 494 pàgines
...And what thou haft forget'ft. Thou art not certain} For thf 'complexion ftiifts to ftrange effects,7 After the moon. If thou art rich, thou art poor ; For, like an afs, whofe back with ingots bows, 4 tbtfeft and ttnder fork Of a por,r ivorm. ] Worm is put for any... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 498 pàgines
...And what thou haft forget'ft. Thou art not certain ; For thy complexion fhifts to ftrange effects,7 After the moon. If thou art rich, thou art poor ; For, like an afs, whofe back with ingots bows, 4 ibefoft and ttndtr fork Of a poor worm. ] Worm is put for any creeping... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1778 - 546 pàgines
...xvhat thou haft, forget'ft : Thou art not certain ; For thy complexion fhifts to ftrange effedts J, After the moon : If thou art rich, thou art poor ; For, like an afs, whofe back with ingots bows, Thou bear'ft thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloads thee... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Joseph Rann - 1786 - 654 pàgines
...what thou haft, forget'ft : Thou art not ' certain -, For thy complexion fliifts to ftrange k affefts, After the moon : If thou art rich, thou art poor ; For, like an afs, whofe back with ingots bows, Thou bear'ft thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloads thee... | |
 | John Leake - 1787 - 470 pàgines
...bows, «' Thou bear'ft thy heavy Riches but a journey, *' And Death unloads thee. Friend thou haft none, •' For thine own bowels, which do call thee Sire, " The mere effufion of thy proper loins, ?' Do curfe the Gout, Serf^o, aad the E})tumt «• Far " For cndin"... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 384 pàgines
...For thy complexion shifts to strange effects, " After the moon ;" If thou art rich, thou art poor j For, like an ass, whose back with ingots bows, Thou...thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloads thec. : Friend hast thou none ; For thy own bowels, which do call thee sire, The mere effusion of thy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 554 pàgines
...And what thou haft, forget'ft: Thou art not certain ; For thy complexion fhifts to ftrange effedls ', After the moon : If thou art rich, thou art poor; For, like an afs, whofe back with ingots bows, Thou bear'ft thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloads thee... | |
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If thou art rich, thou art poor ; For, like an ass whose back with ingots bows, Thou bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloads thee. 
