 | William Shakespeare - 1810 - 418 str.
...Good-morrow, fool, quoth I : Wo, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, // is ten o'clock : Thus may ive see, quoth he, how the world ivags... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 362 str.
...Good morrow, fool, quoth I : No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune: And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus may we see, quoth he, how the world wags:... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 424 str.
...One of those that fortune favours. Car. The periphrasis of a foole." REED. sc. vn. AS YOU LIKE IT. 65 And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus may we see, quoth he, how the world wags... | |
 | St. Clyde (fict.name.) - 1816 - 322 str.
...Good morrow, fool, quoth I ; no, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till Heaven hath sent me fortune ; And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, It is ten o'clock ! • SHAKSPBARB. ST. CLYDE, that evening, Jed... | |
 | Elegant extracts - 1816 - 490 str.
...Good-morrow, fool,' quoth I: 'No.Sir.'quoth he, [fortune.* ' Call me not fool, till Heaven hath sent me And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, ' It is ten o'clock : [wag* : ' Thus we may see' quoth he, ' how... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 376 str.
...(iood morrow, fool, quoth I : No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock .• Thus may we see, quoth he, how the tvorld... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1819 - 502 str.
...Good-morrow, fool, quoth I: No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune:™ And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-hIstre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus may ue see, quoth he, how the world wags:... | |
 | Albert Picket - 1820 - 314 str.
...Good morrow, fool, quoth I; No, Sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heav'n hath sent me fortune'; And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, It is ten o'clock; 'Til but an hour ago since it was nine, Thus... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Johnson, George Steevens - 1820 - 324 str.
...Good-morrow, fool, quoth I: JVb, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune :6 And then he drew a dial from his poke; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock: Thus may we see, quoth he, how the world wags:... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 538 str.
...sir ? " Mac. One of those that fortune favours. " Car. The periphrasis of afoole." REED. VOL. VI. 2 D And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus may we see, quoth he, how the world wags... | |
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And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, ' It is ten o'clock : Thus may we see... 
