| William Shakespeare - 1836 - 534 pàgines
...been a boggier ever. But when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O, misery on't !) the wise gods seel3 our eyes; In our own filth drop our clear judgments...; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion. Cleo. O, is it come to this ? Ant. I found you as a morsel, cold upon Dead... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1836 - 646 pàgines
...our viciousness grow hard, }O, misery опЧ ! ) the wise gods seels our eyes ; n our own filth droD our clear judgments ; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion. Cleo, О, is it come to this ? Ant. I found you as a morsel, cold upon Dead... | |
| James Connell (army surgeon.) - 1837 - 786 pàgines
...such ridiculous airs, but that I should look on him, and say " (O miser}' on't) the wise gods seal our eyes; In our own filth drop our clear judgments; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while tee strut To our own confusion." SHAKSPEARK. To become a great man is a rare thing in this world :... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1838 - 522 pàgines
...boggier ever :— But when we in our viciousness grow hard, ( 0 misery on't ! ) the wise gods seel' our eyes ; In our own filth drop our clear judgments...; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion. Cleo. O, is it come to this ? ¿Int. I found you as a morsel, cold upon Dead... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 pàgines
...3. 37 Hardened impiety. When we in our viciousness grow hard, (O misery on't !) the wise gods seelz our eyes ; In our own filth drop our clear judgments...; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion.* 30 — iiL 1 1 . 38 Procrastination. Fearful commenting Is leaden servitorb... | |
| Thomas Miller - 1839 - 890 pàgines
...instrument To any sovereign. But when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O misery on't) the wise gods seal our eyes ; In our own filth drop our clear judgments...; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion. SHAKSFEARE. WE left the high-minded and angry primate riding at full speed... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1839 - 526 pàgines
...a boggier ever. But when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O, misery on't!) the wise gods seel^opr eyes; In our own filth drop our clear judgments ; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion. Cleo. O, is it come to this ? Ant. I found you as a morsel, cold upon Dead... | |
| William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 480 pàgines
...on't !) the wise gods seelj our eyes; * Reverberates. f Merits, or demerits. I Overlook. § Close up. In our own filth drop our clear judgments ; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion.* 30 — iii. 11. 38 Procrastination. Fearful commenting Is leaden servitorf... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1839 - 534 pàgines
...in our viciousness grow hard, Cleo. Good my lord, SO, misery on't!) the wise gods seel 3 our eyes; n our own filth drop our clear judgments; make us Adore our errors; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion. Cleo. O, is it come to this ? Ant. I found you as a morsel, cold upon Dead... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1841 - 202 pàgines
...a boggier ever : But when we in our viciousness grow hard, (O misery on 't !) the wise gods seel ' our eyes ; In our own filth drop our clear judgments...; make us Adore our errors ; laugh at us, while we strut To our confusion. Cle. O, is it come to this ? Ant. I found you as a morsel, cold upon Dead Caesar's... | |
| |