 how the world wags ; 'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.  The American Whig Review - Strana 3891847Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 454 str.
...motley fool. Good-morrow, fool, quoth I: No, Si r^ quoth he, Call me not fool, 'till heaven hath fent me fortune; And then he drew a dial from his poke,. And looking o'n it with lack-luftre eye, Says, very wifejy, it is ten a clock: Thus may we fee, quoth he, how the world wags';'... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1768 - 572 str.
...Good-morrow, fool, quoth I — No, Sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, 'till heaVn hath fent me fortune j And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking on it with Iack~Uiftre eye, Says, very wifety, it is ten a-clock ; Thus'may we fee, quoth he, how the world w^gs... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1771 - 378 str.
...tortune in good terms, In good let terms, and yet a motely fool. ' Good morrow, fool, quoth \\ No, Sir, quoth he, £ Call me not fool, till Heaven hath lent me fortune; ' And then he drew a dial from his poak, * And looking on it with lack-luftre eye, ' Says, very wifely, It is ten o'clock : ' Thus may... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1771 - 514 str.
...motley fool. Good morrow, fool, quoth I — No, fir, quoth he ; Call me not fool, 'till heaven hath fent me fortune ; And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking on it with lack-luftre eye, Says, very wifely, it is ten o'clock : Thus we may fee, quoth he, how the world wags... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1772 - 350 str.
...motley fool. Good-m»rrow, fool, quoth I : No, Sir, quoth he. Call me not fool, 'till Heaven hath fent me fortune ; And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking on it with lack-luftre eye,. Says, very wifely, it is ten a-clock: Thus may we fee, quoth he, how the world wagsi... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 456 str.
...motley fool. Good morrow, fool, quoth I : No, Sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, 'till heaven hath fent me fortune- ; And then -he drew a dial from his poke, And locking on it with lack-luftre eye, Says, very wifely, it is ten o'clock : Thus may we fee, quoth he,... | |
 | William Richardson - 1774 - 220 str.
...Geod momnv, foult quoth I :— Ne, fir, quoth he. Call me not fool, till Heaven batb fent me fortune s And then he drew a dial from his poke; And looking on it with lack-luftre eye, Says, very wifely, It is ten a clock ; Ibus may we fee, quoth he, bom the world wags*... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - 1118 str.
...fool. [he, Good-morrow, fool," quoth I : " No, fir," quoth Call me not ftxjl,till heaven hath fcnt me fortune :" And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-Iurtre eye, Says, very wilely, " It is ten a-clock : ' Thai may we fee," quoth he, " how the world... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1784 - 1116 str.
...fool," quoth I : •' Ко, fir," quoth Call me not fool, till heaven luth fent me fortune :" Vnd. then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-luftre eye, ays, very wifely, " It is ten a-clock : ' Thus may we fee," quoth he, " how the world... | |
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