 | Ebenezer Porter - 1833 - 420 páginas
...worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. 5 Let's choose executors, and talk of wills : And yet...? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own, but death ; 10 And that small model of the barren earth, Which serves... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 570 páginas
...Yea, ah* of them at Bristol lost their heads. Aum. Where is the duke, my father, with his power? K. Rich. No matter where ; of comfort no man speak. Let's...? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own, but death ; And that small model3 of the barren earth, Which serves... | |
 | Jesse Olney - 1838 - 346 páginas
...angel fast until he bless thee. LESSON CXLIV. Vanity of Power and Misery of Kings.— SHAKSPEARE. 1. No matter where ; of comfort no man speak : Let's...? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own, but death ; And that small model of the barren earth, Which serves... | |
 | Thomas Miller - 1838 - 894 páginas
...enveloped the silent forest, before the little cavalcade had reached the end of their journey. CHAPTER XIV. Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs , Make...talk of wills ; And yet not so, — for what can we hequeathe, Save our deposed bodies to the ground : Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 páginas
...speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Wrrite nd here 's another. Writ in my cousin's hand, stolen...hands against our hearts ! — Come, I will have thee Bolingbro'.e's, And nothing can we call our own, but death ; And that small model of the barren earth.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 572 páginas
...Where is the duke, my father, with his power? Scroop. Yea, all of them at Bristol lost their heads. K. Rich. No matter where ; of comfort no man speak. Let's...? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own, but death ; And that small model 2 of the barren earth, Which serves... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 568 páginas
...Yea, all of them at Bristol lost their heads. Aum. Where is the duke, my father, with his power? K. Rich. No matter where ; of comfort no man speak. Let's...? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own, but death ; /And that small model a of the barren earth, : Which serves... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1839 - 490 páginas
...heads. [Richard.] Where is the duke my uncle with his power ? But 'tis no matter : none of comfort speak ; Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs...? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own, but death, And that small hollow in the barren earth, That gives a... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 536 páginas
...Where is the duke my father with his power ? Scroop. Yea, all of them at Bristol lost their heads. K. Rich. No matter where ; of comfort no man speak: Let's...choose executors, and talk of wills : And yet not so,—for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground ? Our lands, our lives, and all... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 594 páginas
...Yea, all of them at Bristol lost their heads. Aum. Where is the duke, my father, with his power? K. Rich. No matter where. Of comfort no man speak : Let's...? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model of the barren earth, Which serves as... | |
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No matter where. Of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth; Let's choose executors and talk of wills : And yet not so — for what can we bequeath... 
