 | Kathryn Hinds - 2008 - 88 pàgines
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 | Insa Schmidt - 2007 - 80 pàgines
...andpuking in the nurse 's arms; Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel; And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school: and then, the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful bailad Made to his mistress ' eyebrow: Then, a soldier: Full of strange oaths, and bearded like... | |
 | Kristina Maul - 2007 - 57 pàgines
...puking in the nurse's arms; Then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, sudden and quick... | |
 | Gordon McMullan - 2007 - 0 pàgines
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 | Glenice Whitting - 2007 - 258 pàgines
...puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like a furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths,... | |
 | Miles Muzio - 2008 - 186 pàgines
...creeping like a snail unwillingly to school. And then the lover, sighing like a furnace with a woeful ballad made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, full of strange oaths and bearded like the leopard, jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel, seeking the bubble reputation, even in... | |
 | András Horn - 2008 - 210 pàgines
...and puking in the nurse's arms. Then the whining schoolboy with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then, a soldler, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like... | |
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They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms: And then the whining school-boy with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping... 
