 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 736 pągines
...to bite The man that mocks at it, and sets it light.] Baling. О ! who can hold a fire in his hund, ut I, that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor ? О ! no : the apprehension of the good, Gives but the greater feeling to the worse : Fell sorrow's... | |
 | 1847 - 540 pągines
...few, th' immortal names That were not born to die ! FITZ-GREEN HALLECK. FANCY — IMAGINATION. 1. Oh, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the...By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December's snow, By thinking on fantastic summer's heat ? — Oh no — the apprehension of the good... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 574 pągines
...For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite The man that mocks at it, and sets it light. Soling. O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the...more, Than when it bites, but lanceth not 'the sore. Gaunt. Come, come, my son, I'll bring thee on thy way: Had I thy youth, and cause, I would not stay.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 498 pągines
...For gnarling* sorrow hath less power to bite The man that mocks at it. and sets it light. Holing. O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the...December snow, By thinking on fantastic summer's heat ? 0, no ! the apprehension of the good, Gives but the greater feeling to the worse : Fell sorrow's... | |
 | 1849 - 652 pągines
...borne. For gnarling sorrow has less power to bite The man that mocks at it, and sets it light. DOLING. 0, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on...December snow, By thinking on fantastic summer's heat ; 0, no ! the apprehension of the good, Gives but the greater feeling to the worse, (crosses, R.) Fell... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1849 - 952 pągines
...dance: For gnarling1 sorrow hath lees power to bite The man that mocks at it, and sets it light Holing. n Eastcheap. Enter PISTOL, Mrs. QUICKLT, NTM, BAKUOLPH,...honey-sweet husband, let me bring thee to Staines. Pal. t O, no, the apprehension of the good, Gives but the greater feeling to the worse: Fell sorrow's tooth... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 576 pągines
...For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite The man that mocks at it, and sets it light. Soling. O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the...tooth doth never rankle more, Than when it bites, but lance th not the sore. Gaunt. Come, come, my son, Ml bring thee on thy way : • Had I thy youth, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 606 pągines
...fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus ? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By hare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December...more, Than when it bites, but lanceth not the sore. Gaunt. Come, come, my son, I'll bring thee on thy way: Had I thy youth, and cause, I would not stay.... | |
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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? 
