 | Sophia Lee - 2000 - 424 str.
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 | William Shakespeare - 2001 - 464 str.
...Second Act opens with the immortal lines: Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old atstom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp...not the penalty of Adam, The seasons' difference? Are not ' old custom ' and ' the seasons' difference ' ' the very lime-twigs ' of Shakespeare's spell... | |
 | Carol Rawlings Miller - 2001 - 84 str.
...The Forest of Arden Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, and two or three Lords, like foresters DUKE SENIOR: Now, my comates and brothers in exile, Hath not old...sweet Than that of painted pomp* Are not these woods splendor More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons'... | |
 | Alexander Leggatt - 2002 - 258 str.
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 | William Shakespeare - 2002 - 162 str.
...share Duke Senior's views and those who take sides with Touchstone (see 2, i, 2—4 and 2, 4, 13—14) Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More fee from peril than the envious court? and ' . . . now I am in Arden, the more fool I! When I was at... | |
 | Yi-fu Tuan - 2002 - 246 str.
...did he find nature flattering. In fact, it was precisely nature's straight dealing that he admired: Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The season's difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's... | |
 | Allardyce Nicoll - 1955 - 196 str.
...brings into sharp focus that first act which has just culminated in the usurper's murderous malice. "Are not these woods more free from peril than the envious court?" Though the contrast is traditional, it comes upon us here, like so many things in Shakespeare, with... | |
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Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons... 
