...too horrible!' he exclaims, The weariest and most loathed worldly life / That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment / Can lay on nature is a paradise / To what we fear of death' (127-31). At last the 'friar' intervenes once more, to dispel all hope: Tomorrow you must...

...fears of death but of what we do. The weariest and most loathed worldly life That age, ache, penury and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. (128-31) The first move of the dialogue affirms that the opening statement of the scene in...

...Imagine howling: 'tis too horrible! The weariest and most loathed worldly life That age, ache, penury and imprisonment Can lay on nature is a paradise To what We fear of death. A young fool in a dungeon whining out That his dear body, which is all he knows, Having no...

...conclusion to our own existence: The meanest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.*2 People do not always feel ready to die. They are sorry to leave the scene of their labours...

...the worldly self to dispersal: The weariest and most loathed worldly life That age, ache, penury and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. (3.1.117-31) So it is not surprising that Claudio finds no consolation in the disguised Duke's...

...collection. But only three. The weariest and most loathed worldly life. That age. ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature is a paradise, To what we fear of death. The bard said that. Borges said that in Tlon all men who repeat one line of Shakespeare are...

...howling: — 'tis too horrible! The weariest and most loathed worldly life That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature is a paradise To what we fear of .death. ISABELLA: Alas, alas! CLAUDIO: Sweet sister, let me live: What sin you do to save a brother's...

...howling, — 'tis too horrible. The weariest and most loathed worldly life That age, ache, penury and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. (Ill.i. 1 17-131) Here the issue is not simply the end, no longer existing, as it is in the...

...Imagine howling, 'tis too horrible. The weariest and most loathed wordly life That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature is a paradise To what we fear of death. ISABELLA Alas, alas. CLAUDIO Sweet sister, let me live. What sin you do to save a brother's...

...thought imagines howling; Than the most loath 'd and the most weary life Which Age, or Ache, want, or imprisonment Can lay on Nature, is a Paradise To what we fear of death. The Law Against Lovers, III. 299 Here Shakespeare is presenting terrified uncertainty by...