 The fair-eyed maids shall weep our banishments, And in their songs curse ever-blinded Fortune, Till she for shame see what a wrong she has done To youth and nature. This is all our world : We shall know nothing here, but one another ; Hear nothing, but...  The modern British drama - Page 8by British drama - 1811Full view - About this book
 | Charles Lamb - 1808 - 512 lehte
...nature. This is all our world: We shall know nothing here, but one another; Hear nothing, but the clock that tells our woes. The vine shall grow, but we shall...inhabit here still. Pal. 'Tis too true, Arcite. To our Theban hounds, That shook the aged forest with their echoes, No more now must we halloo, no more shake... | |
 | 1811 - 718 lehte
...: This is all our world ; We shall know nothing here, but one another; Hear nothing, but the clock in the other world ; no ill there ? Phi. No. Theban hounds, That shook the aged forest with their echoes, No more now must we halloo ; no more shake... | |
 | Francis Beaumont, John Fletcher - 1811 - 630 lehte
...nature : this is all our world; We shall know nothing here, but one nnother; Hear nothing, but the clock that tells our woes ; The vine shall grow, but we...delights, But dead-cold winter must inhabit here still ! Put. Tis too true, Arcite! To ourTheban hounds, That shook the aged forest with their echoes, No... | |
 | Ben Jonson, Francis Beaumont, John Fletcher - 1811 - 620 lehte
...nature : this is all our world; We shall know nothing here, IxH one another; Hear nothing, but the clock that tells our woes ; The vine shall grow, but we...and with her all delights, But dead-cold winter must inhuhit here still ! fui. Tis too true, Arcite! To ourTheuan hounds, That shook the aged forest with... | |
 | Ben Jonson, Francis Beaumont, John Fletcher - 1811 - 612 lehte
...our world; We shall know nothing here, but one aixuher; Hear nothing, hut the cluck that tells oar woes ; The vine shall grow, but we shall never see it ; Summer shall come, and with her all delight?, But dead-cold winter must inhabit here still ! Pat. Tis too true, Arcitc! To ourTheban hounds,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1813 - 508 lehte
...nature. This is all our world: We shall know nothing here, but one another; Hear nothing, but the clock that tells our woes. The vine shall grow, but we shall...inhabit here still. Pal. 'Tis too true, Arcite. To our Theban hounds, That shook the aged forest with their echoes, No more now must we halloo, no more shake... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1821 - 380 lehte
...nature. This is all our world : We shall know nothing here, but one another; Hear nothing but the clock that tells our woes ; The vine shall grow, but we...inhabit here still. Pal. Tis too true, Arcite ! To our Theban hounds, That shook the aged forest with their echoes, No more now must we halloo; no more shake... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1821 - 372 lehte
...nature. This is all our world : We shall know nothing here, but one another; Hear nothing but the clock that tells our woes ; The vine shall grow, but we...dead-cold winter must inhabit here still. Pal. Tis too tnie, Arcite ! To our Theban hounds, That shook the aged forest with their echoes, No more now must... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1821 - 374 lehte
...nature. This is all our world : We shall know nothing here, but one another; Hear nothing but the clock that tells our woes ; The vine shall grow, but we shall never see it ; Summer -shall come, r.nd with her all delights, But dead-cold winter must inhabit here still. Pol. Tis too true, Arcite... | |
 | William Spalding - 1833 - 126 lehte
...delights, But dead-cold winter must inhabit here still ! Palamon. 'Tis too true, Arcite ! To our Theban hounds, That shook the aged forest with their echoes,...halloo ; no more shake Our pointed javelins, whilst the augry swine Flies like a Parthian* quiver from our rages, Struck with our well-steeled darts. * * In... | |
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