 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 550 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 512 pàgines
...liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with race, and extreme toil. Breathless and faint, leaning; upon...Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home ; He was perlumexl like a milliner; And 'twixl his nngcr and his thumb he held A pouncet-box,* which ever and... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 446 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... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 928 pàgines
...the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sec took 't away again ; Who, therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff: — and still... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 916 pàgines
...toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress 'd, m took't away again ; Who, therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff: — and still... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1853 - 542 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 - 1853 - 832 pàgines
...certain lord, neat, trimly dressed, Fresh, as a bridegroom ; and his chin, new reaped, Shewed liked under whose blessed cross, We are impressed and engaged...of English shall we levy, Whose arms were moulded took Ч away again ; Who, therewith angry, when it next came there Took it in snuff: — and still... | |
 | English poetry - 1853 - 552 pàgines
...dressed, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin, new reaped, Showed like a stubble land at harvest home : He was perfumed like a milliner ; And, 'twixt his...pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took't away again ; — Who, wherewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in suuflF:— and still... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 444 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... | |
 | 1853 - 404 pàgines
...dressed ; Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin, new reaped, Showed 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 still he smiled and talked : And as the soldiers bare dead bodies by, He called them " untaught knaves,... | |
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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... 
