 | William Henry Ireland - 1807 - 330 стор.
...and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods ; or to reside In thrilling regions of thick ribbed ice, To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown...on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death, * This verse of the poet is not only applicable to the renowned and free thinking Voltaire, but may,... | |
 | William Henry Ireland - 1807 - 356 стор.
...and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods ; or to reside In thrilling regions of thick ribbed ice, To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown...on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. * This verse of the poet is not only applicable to the renowned and free thinking Voltaire, but may,... | |
 | David Simpson - 1809 - 410 стор.
...; To be imprisoned in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendant world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless...most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, imprisonment, Can lay on nature is a paradise To what we fear of death." If this be the future destiny... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1813 - 942 стор.
...inoertain thoughts Imagine howling !— 'tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly lit. , That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. Ink. Alas ! alas ! Clau. Sweet sister, let me live : What sin you do to save a brother's b'fe, Nature... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 470 стор.
...This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded cold ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery Hoods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed...nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. Isab. A his! alas! Cland. Sweet sister, let me lire : What sin you do to save a brother's life, Nature dispenses... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 532 стор.
...restless violence round about •'•• • The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of tnose. that lawless and incertain thoughts Imagine howling!...worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment van lay on nature, is a paradise ' To what we fear of death. Isab. Alas! alas! Claud. Sweet sister,... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1817 - 392 стор.
...imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendant world ; tlr to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and...on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. Isabella. Alas ! alas ! Claudia. Sweet sister, let me live : What sin you do to save a brother's life,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1818 - 332 стор.
...to-morrow. Claud. O, Isabel ! — Isb. What says my brother ? Claud. Death is a fearful thing. Isa. And shamed life a hateful. Claud. Ay, but to die,...on nature, is a Paradise To what we fear of death. Isa. Alas, alas ! Claud. Sweet sister, let me live : What sin you do to save a brother's life, Nature... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 552 стор.
...; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendant world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless...on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. Isabella. Alas ! alas ! Claudio. Sweet sister, let me live : What sin you do to save a brother's life,... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1818 - 342 стор.
...violence round about The pendant world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incmain thoughts Imagine howling ! — 'tis too horrible !...on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. Isabella. Alas! alas! Claudia. Sweet sisler, let me live : What sin you do to save a brother'^ life,... | |
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tis too horrible. The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. 
