The Beauties of Shakespeare, Volume 1T. Y. Crowell, 1984 |
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Page 15
... hour to hour , we ripe and ripe , And then , from hour to hour , we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale . ' When I did hear The motley fool thus moral on the time , My lungs began to crow like chanticleer , That fools should be so ...
... hour to hour , we ripe and ripe , And then , from hour to hour , we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale . ' When I did hear The motley fool thus moral on the time , My lungs began to crow like chanticleer , That fools should be so ...
Page 210
... hour of my life . What ! canst thou not forbear me half an hour ? Then get thee gone and dig my grave thyself , And bid the merry bells ring to thine ear That thou art crowned , not that I am dead . Let all the tears that should bedew ...
... hour of my life . What ! canst thou not forbear me half an hour ? Then get thee gone and dig my grave thyself , And bid the merry bells ring to thine ear That thou art crowned , not that I am dead . Let all the tears that should bedew ...
Page 249
... hour full complete ; How many hours bring about the day ; How many days will finish up the year ; How many years a mortal man may live . When this is known , then to divide the times : So many hours must I tend my flock ; So many hours ...
... hour full complete ; How many hours bring about the day ; How many days will finish up the year ; How many years a mortal man may live . When this is known , then to divide the times : So many hours must I tend my flock ; So many hours ...
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