 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 534 pàgines
...fi^hi. was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword. Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd,...milliner; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet boxJ, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took't away again ;— Who, therewith angry,... | |
 | Charles Molloy Westmacott - 1813 - 404 pàgines
...Lord, neat and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom) and his whiskers long, Show'd like a stubble land at harvest-home. He was perfumed like a milliner,...pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took't away again; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in suuff." My other courtier,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 560 pàgines
...the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd,...pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took't away again ; — Who, therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff :— and still... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1823 - 418 pàgines
...; Came there a certain Lord, neat trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin new-reap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home. He was...pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose ; — and still he smil'd, and talk'd : And as the soldiers bare dead bodies by, He call'd them untaught knaves,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1823 - 984 pàgines
...stubble-land at harvest home • • Expectation* 1 ForthMd. t Dull. j Diipoiition. || Ready went. IACTI very p took't away again ;— Who, therewith angry, when it next came there, [talk'd ; Took it in snuff:—... | |
 | William Enfield - 1823 - 412 pàgines
...dress'd ; Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble land at harvest home. He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger...pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took't away again ; Who, therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff. — And still... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 422 pàgines
...the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd,...thumb he held A pouncet-box§, which ever and anon * Disposition. f Forehead. J Ready assent. f A small box for musk or otber perfumes. He gave his nose,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 pàgines
...toil. Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword. Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly drcss'd, Fresh, as a bridegroom , and his chin , new reap'd,...milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncct-box, which ever and anon He gave his nese, and took't away again; — Who, therewith angry,... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 556 pàgines
...neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom : and his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble land at harvest-home : He was perfumed like a milliner;...pouncet-box, which, ever and anon, He gave his nose, and took 't away again ; And still he smiled and talk'd ; And, as the soldiers bore dead bodies by, He... | |
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twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took 't away again ; Who, therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff... 
