 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 str.
...the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, —...jewel in his head; And this our life, exempt from publick haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 556 str.
...icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, . Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, —...jewel in his head : And this our life, exempt from publick haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 452 str.
...the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, —...jewel in his head ;* And this our life, exempt from publick haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in... | |
 | 1806 - 408 str.
...icy phang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind; Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, "This...in his head : And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 372 str.
...the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, —...in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 454 str.
...icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which, when it bites, and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, —...stones, and good in every thing. I would not change it. Amiens. Happy is your grace, That can translate the stubbornness of fortune Into so quiet, and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 122 str.
...the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say,—...jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from publick haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 436 str.
...And churlish chiding of the vrinters's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till 1 shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no...jewel in his head; And this our life, exempt from publick haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 362 str.
...the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, —...jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from publick haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 str.
...cold, I smile and say, " This is no flattery;" these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what 1 am. Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which, like the...stones, and good in every thing. I would not change it 1 Amiens. Happy is your grace, That can translate the stubbornness of fortune Into so quiet and... | |
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The seasons' difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say ' This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what... 
