 | George Croly - 1854 - Страниц: 426
...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...jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the, running brook*, Sermons in stones, and good in... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - Страниц: 322
...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...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... | |
 | David Bates Tower, Cornelius Walker - 1854 - Страниц: 440
...' And churlish chiding of the wintry wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, ' This is no flattery.'...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... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1856 - Страниц: 474
...And churlish chiding of the winter's wind : Which when it hites and hlows upon my hody, Even when I shrink with cold, I smile and say, " This is no flattery...jewel in his head : And this our life, exempt from puhlic haunt, Finds tongues in trees, hooks in the running hrooks, Sermons in stones, and good in everything.... | |
 | Thomas Ewing - 1857 - Страниц: 428
...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...jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunts, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - Страниц: 616
...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...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 - 1857 - Страниц: 488
...And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which, w":en it bites and blows upon my body, Even til) I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no...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 - 1857 - Страниц: 710
...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...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 - 1857 - Страниц: 402
...body, Even till I shrink with cold ; I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellers That feelingly persuade me what I am. Sweet are the...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 - 1857 - Страниц: 626
...466 Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, — This is no flattery : these are counselors, That feelingly persuade me what I am ! — Sweet are...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.... | |
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That feelingly persuade me what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,... 
