 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 376 str.
...house. Por. Nothing is good, I see, without respect ; Methinks it sounds much sweeter than by day. Ner. Silence bestows that virtue on it, madam. Par. The...musician than the wren. How many things by season season 'd are To their right praise and true perfection! — Peace ! How the moon sleeps with Endymion,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 658 str.
...respect: Methinks it sounds much sweeter than by day. Ner. Silence bestows that virtue on it, madam. Por. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither...musician than the wren. How many things by season seasoned are To their right praise and true perfection ! — Peace, hoa ! the moon sleeps with Endymion,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 1008 str.
...day. AVr. Silence bestows tliat virtue on it, maibm. Par. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the Lu-k, Fr tilings by season season'd are To their right praise and true perfection ! — Peace, hoa ! the moon... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 str.
...on vice, and with a gripe, Squee/e out the humor of such spongy souls, As lick up every idle vanity. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither...musician than the wren. How many things by season, saason'd are To their right praise and true perfection ! How vain all outward effort to supply The... | |
 | John Mills - 1845 - 276 str.
...breathed an acknowledgment to the altar of mercy and to the source of every blessing CHAPTER IV. " The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither...would be thought No better a musician than the wren." THERE are a great many sage aphorisms upon the subject of " extremes." Some philosophers have asserted... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 396 str.
...vice, and with a gripe, Squeeze out the humor of euch spongy soul«, As lick up every idle vanity. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark. When neither...sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be though No better a musician than the wren. How many things by season, season'd are To their rigbl praise... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1846 - 560 str.
...day. Ner. It is your music, madam, of the house. Ner. Silence bestows that virtue on it, madam. Por. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither...musician than the wren. How many things by season seasoned are To their right praise, and true perfection!— Peace, hoa! The moon sleeps with Endymion,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - 1847 - 536 str.
...respect7; Methinks, it sounds much sweeter than by day. Ner. Silence bestows that virtue on it, madam. For. The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither...musician than the wren. How many things by season seasoned are To their right praise, and true perfection ! — Peace, hoa ! the moon sleeps with Endymion,... | |
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The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and I think The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren. 
