 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - 602 pągines
...power to bite The man that mocks at it, and sets it light. Bol. O ! who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus ? Or cloy the hungry...? Or wallow naked in December snow, By thinking on fantastic summer's heat ? O, no ! the apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1858 - 836 pągines
...none for me. — ] Nane оя nij jifirl. Or wallow naked in December snow, By thinking on fantastic KE. You know him well ? * /quote // in your jerkin.]...often »pelt cole, in the time of our author, ь Не 1*11 bring; thee on thy way : Had I thy youth and cause. I would not stay. BOLINO. Then, England's... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1858 - 754 pągines
...power to bite The man that mocks at it, and sets it light. Soling. 0 ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus ? Or cloy the hungry...? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat ? 0 ! no : the apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling to the... | |
 | 1859 - 682 pągines
...She sat, like Patience on a monument, Smiling at Grief." 12. " 0 ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus, Or cloy the hungry...feast, Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat." 13. " Why doth the crown lie there upon his pillow, Being so troublesome... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 420 pągines
...appetite, By bare imagination of a feast ? Or wallow naked in December snow, By thinking on fantastic summer's heat ? O, no ! the apprehension of the good...not the sore. Gaunt. Come, come, my son, I'll bring t^ee on thy way: Had I thy youth and cause, I would not stay. Baling. Then, England's ground, farewell... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 186 pągines
...appetite, By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December's snow, By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? O, no ! the apprehension of the good,...more, Than when it bites, but lanceth not the sore. SUN-RISING AFTER A DARK NIGHT. Know'st thou not That when the searching eye of Heaven is hid Behind... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1860 - 182 pągines
...appetite, By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December's snow, By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? O, no ! the apprehension of the good,...more, Than when it bites, but lanceth not the sore. SUX-RISING AFTER A DARK NIGHT. Kuow'st thou not That when the searching eye of Heaven is hid Behind... | |
 | Richard Green Parker - 1861 - 470 pągines
...imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December's snow, By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? On, no! the apprehension of the good, Gives but the greater...rankle more Than when it bites, but lanceth not the gore 307. The better part of valor is discretion. 308. See what a ready tongue suspicion hath! S09.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1862 - 964 pągines
...'Faith, none for me, — } None on my part. Or wallow naked in December snow, By thinking on fantastic First folio, j (») First folio, <*». (1) First...folio, heaven. • Med'cine potable:] In allusion to lanoeth not the sore, GAUNT. Come, come, my son, I'll bring thee on thy way : Had I thy youth and cause,... | |
 | Henry Southgate - 1862 - 774 pągines
...of a feast ? Or wallow naked in December snow. By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? Oh, no ! th' apprehension of the good Gives but the greater feeling...more. Than when it bites, but lanceth not the sore. Shaktptart. There was never yet philosopher Tliat could endure the toothache patiently; However they... | |
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O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? 
