| 1848 - 650 strani
...birds in the cage ; When thou dost ask my blessing, I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness : so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales,...and we'll wear out, In a wall'd prison, packs and sects of great ones That ebb and flow by the moon. But the poetry of such a life is always a hereafter.... | |
| William John Birch - 1848 - 570 strani
...and he speaks in mockery of the religion, as well as the politics of the day : — And take upon's the mystery of things, As if we were God's spies. And we'll wear out, In a wall'd prison, packs and sects of great ones, That ebb and flow by th' moon. Upon such sacrifices, my Cordelia, The Gods themselves... | |
| 1849 - 716 strani
[ Prikaz vsebine te strani ni dovoljen ] | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 strani
...like birds i' the cage: When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness: So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales,...And we'll wear out, In a wall'd prison, packs and sects of great ones, That ebb and flow by the moon. Edm. Take them away. Lear. Upon such sacrifices,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 712 strani
...like birds i' the cage. When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down, , \ 390 KING LEAR. [Aor V. And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh...As if we were God's spies. And we'll wear out, In a walled prison, packs and sects of great ones, That ebb and flow by the moon. Edm. Take them away. Lear.... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 602 strani
...like birds i' the cage. When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales,...upon us the mystery of things, As if we were God's spies.3 And we'll wear out, In a walled prison, packs and sects 4 of great ones, That ebb and flow... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 586 strani
...birds i' the cage : When thou dost ask my blessing, I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness : So we'll live. And pray, and sing, and tell old tales...— And take upon us the mystery of things, As if wo were God's spies : And we'll wear out, In a wall'd prison, packs and sects of great ones, That ebb... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1851 - 532 strani
...like birds i' the cage. When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales,...news ; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses, and wrho wins ; who's in, who's out ;— And take upon us the mystery of things, As if we were God's spies.3... | |
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