 The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade...  The Plays of William Shakespeare - Seite 168von William Shakespeare - 1827 - 791 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - 712 Seiten
...body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, ' This is no flattery ;' these are counsellor« public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every... | |
 | David Bates Tower - 1853 - 444 Seiten
...icy fang, And churlish chiding of the wintry wind, Which, when it bites and blowi upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, . ' This...precious jewel in his head And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 74 Seiten
...fang' And churlish chiding of the winter's wind; Which, when it bites, and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is...jewel in his head ! And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in everything.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 498 Seiten
...fan?, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This...what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly ana venomous, Wears vet a precious jewel in his head ; And thfs our life, exempt... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1849 - 952 Seiten
...And churlish chiding of the winter's wind; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till 1 hold it! my merry host hath had the measuring of their weapons; and, public haunt, : Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in... | |
 | Frederick Charles Cook - 1849 - 144 Seiten
...icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, This is...I am. . . Sweet are the uses of adversity; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous 1 , Wears yet a precious jewel in his head; And this our life, exempt... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1850 - 710 Seiten
...wind ; Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I sirile and say, 1 urbed your mind public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every... | |
 | Robert Joseph Sullivan - 1850 - 524 Seiten
...icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is...what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity, , Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in its head; And this our life exempt... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 568 Seiten
...icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This...what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ;2 And this our life, exempt... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 556 Seiten
...icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This...what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head;2 And this Our life, exempt... | |
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