 | Cyclopaedia, Henry Gardiner Adams - 1854 - Страниц: 762
...by him that liveth for ever and ever, that there should be time no longer.— Revelation, x. 5, 6. LIKE as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,...truth. And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow. Shakspere. Misshapen time, copesmate of ugly night; Swifi subtle post, carrier of grisly care; Eater... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1855 - Страниц: 280
...forwards do contend. Nativity once in the main of light,* Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crowned, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And time...stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. 61 Is it thy will, thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night? Dost thou desire... | |
 | 1856 - Страниц: 372
...intelligences, and practices, and the manner how they are to be carried on. — Montaigne. CCCCLXIV. Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,...truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow. Shakspeare. CCCCLXV. Good breeding is the result of much good sense, some good nature, and a little... | |
 | John Timbs - 1856 - Страниц: 374
...intelligences, and practices, and the manner how they are to be carried on. — Montaigne. CCCCLXIV. Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,...truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow. Shakspeafe. CCCCLXV. Good breeding is the result of much good sense, some good nature, and a little... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Henry Howard Earl of Surrey, George Gilfillan - 1856 - Страниц: 364
...that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light,2 Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked...stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. 1 ' Whe'r : ' whether.—2 ' Main of light : ' the ocean of the sun. LXI. Is it thy will thy image... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1856 - Страниц: 424
...confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow ; I'Yeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands...stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. Is it thy will thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night? Dost thou desire my... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - Страниц: 736
...wonder of your frame ; Whether we are mended, or wher better they, Or whether revolution be the same. O, sure I am, the wits of former days To subjects worse...weary night ? Dost thou desire my slumbers should he broken, While shadows like to thee do mock my sight ? Is it thy spirit that thou send'st from thee... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1857 - Страниц: 728
...wonder of your frame ; Whether we are mended, or wher better they, Or whether revolution be the same. O, sure I am, the wits of former days To subjects worse...stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. LXL Is it thy will thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night ? Dost thou desire... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1858 - Страниц: 736
...your frame ; Whether we are mended, or where better they ', Or whether revolution be the same. Oh ! sure I am, the wits of former days To subjects worse...stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. ' — or WHERE better they,] So the old copy; the clear meaning being, " whether we have improved,... | |
 | Chambers's journal - 1858 - Страниц: 432
...forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crowned, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And Time,...stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. We cannot conclude this paper more appropriately than by translating the admirable words of M. Lafond,... | |
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Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being... 
