 My parks, my walks, my manors that I had, Even now forsake me ; and, of all my lands, Is nothing left me, but my body's length ! Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust? And, live we how we can, yet die we must.  The Works of William Shakspeare - Pàgina 255per William Shakespeare - 1852Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 476 pàgines
...; For who liv'd king, but I could dig his grave ? And who durst smile, when Warwick bent his brow t Lo, now my glory smear'd in dust and blood ! My parks,...my lands, Is nothing left me, but my body's length ! 139 Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust? And, live we how we can, yet die we must.... | |
 | John Blair Linn - 1802 - 196 pàgines
...The wrinkles in my brow, now fill'd with blood, Were likened oft to kingly sepulchres; For who liv'd king but I could dig his grave? And who durst smile...and blood, My parks, my walks, my manors that I had, Ev'n now forsake me; and, of all my lands, % Is nothing left me but my body's length." ....That the... | |
 | John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 pàgines
...Cold biting winter mars our hop'd-for hay. I agree with Mr. Steevens. P. 562.— 37*.— 377. War. Lo, now my glory smear'd in dust and blood ! My parks,...my lands, Is nothing left me, but my body's length ! Dr. Johnson, who censures this passage as diminishing the pathetic of the foregoing lines, seem'd... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 462 pàgines
...wrinkles in my brows, now fill'd with blood. Were liken'd oft to kingly sepulchres ; For who liv'd king, but I could dig his grave ? And who durst smile,...my lands, Is nothing left me, but my body's length I Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust ? And, live we how we can, yet die we must. Eater... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 404 pàgines
...bent hU .Lrow? .. Lo, now my glory smcar'd in diist and blood! My parks, my walks, my manors that 1 had, Even now forsake me; and", of all my lands, Is...earth and * dust ? And, live we how we can, yet die we mini. Enter OXFORD and SOMERSET. * Som. Ah, Warwick, Warwick! wort tliou as we are, * We might recover... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 520 pàgines
...fhe wrinkles in my brows, now fill'd with blood, "ere liken'd oft to kingly sepulchres; ror who liv'd king, but I could dig his grave? And who durst smile,...blood ! My parks, my walks, my manors that I had, jwen now forsake me; and, of all my lands, Is nothing left me, but my body's length ; ^*uy, what is... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 pàgines
...wrinkles in my brows, now fill'd with Were liken'd oft to kingly sepulchres ; [blood, For who liv'd king, but I could dig his grave? And who durst smile...blood ! My parks, my walks, my manors that I had, E'en now forsake me ; and, of all my lands, It nothing left me, but my body's length. Q-iitn Margaret's... | |
 | 1818 - 616 pàgines
...wrinkles in my brows now rilled ,vith blood, Were liken'd oft to kingly sepulchres ; For who liv'd king but I could dig his grave ? And who durst smile...My parks, my walks, my manors that I had, Even now forsske me, and of all my lands Is nothing left me but my body's length ? [Why, what is pomp, rule,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 646 pàgines
...fill'd with blood, Were liken'd oft to kingly sepulchres ; For who liv'd king, but Í could dig lus grave ? And who durst smile, when Warwick bent his...what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust? And, Uve we how we can, yet die we must. Enter OXFORD and SOMERSET. Som. Ah, Warwick, Warwick ! wert thou... | |
 | Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas - 1823 - 402 pàgines
...strength. As to Normandy, that was his native land ; but he reigned also over the earldom called " Lo ! now my glory smear'd in dust and blood ! My parks,...dust ? And, live we how we can, yet die we must." Maine ; and if he might have yet lived two years more, he would have won Ireland by his valour, and... | |
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