 Let me play the fool : With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come, And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?  Characters of Shakespeare's Plays - Strana 254autor/autoři: William Hazlitt - 1818 - 352 str.Úplné zobrazení - Podrobnosti o knize
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - 416 str.
...as the world, Gratiano; A stage, where every man must play a part, And mine a sad one. Gra. Let me play the fool : With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles...creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Antonio, — .. I love thee, and it is my love that speaks; — • There are a sort of... | |
 | John Walker - 1810 - 394 str.
...sprightly. Rallying a Person for teing melancholy. Let me play the fool With mirth and laughter ; so let wrinkles come, And let my liver rather heat with wine,...creep into the jaundice By being peevish ? I tell thee what, Anthonio, (I love thee, and it is my love that speaks ;) There are a sort of men whose visages... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 418 str.
...as the world, Gratiano ; A stage, where every man must play a part, And mine a sad one. Gra. Let me play the Fool :« With mirth and laughter let old...warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster i Sleep when he wakes ? and creep into the jaundice By being peevish .' I tell thee what, Antonio,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 580 str.
...a sad one. Gra. Let me play the Fool : With mirth and laughter let old Wrinkles come \ And let Iny liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with...creep into the jaundice By being peevish £ I tell thee what, Antonio,— 1 love thee, and it is my love that speaks |— There are a sort of men* whose... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 436 str.
...wrinkles come; And 1st my liver rather heat with wine. Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. \Vhy should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like...his grandsire cut in alabaster? Sleep when he wakes i and creep into the jaundico By being peevish? I tell thee what, Antumn,— I love thee, and it is... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 452 str.
...And mine a sad one. Gra. Let me play the fool: With mirth and langhter let old wrinkles coma; A«d Ut my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose hlood is warm within Sit like Ius grandsire cut in alahaster? Sleep when he wakes? and creep into the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 418 str.
...the world, Gratiano ; (\A stage, where every man must play a part, (And mine a sad one^ Gra. Let me play the Fool :« With mirth and laughter let old...mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warjn within, (_Sit like his grandsive cut in alabaster JJ^ Sleep when he wakes ? and creep into the... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Capel Lofft - 1812 - 544 str.
...we hold the World but as the World, A Stage where every one must play his partf. 2407. MELANCHOLY. Why should a Man whose blood is warm within Sit like his Grandsire cut in alabaster ; [him, Sleep when he wakes, and creep into the jaundice By being peevish. , 2408. GRAVITY — affected.... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 596 str.
...mine's a sad one. Gra. Let me play the fool. With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come; And let nit/ liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with...wakes, and creep into the jaundice By being peevish TI tell thee what, Anthonio, (L love thce, and it is my love that speaks) . There are a sort, of men... | |
 | Robert Deverell - 1813 - 588 str.
...theworld, Gratiano, A stage, where every man must play his party And mine's a sad one. Gra. Let me play the fool. With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles...groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Stt like his grandsire cut in alabaster ? Sleep when he wakes, and creep into the jaundice By being... | |
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