 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1835 - 570 стор.
...seen him view the effects of thought or time in planting his brow " with lines and wrinkles :" — " Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting...worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ^. ?" That the poet besides was not only costly, but tasteful in his dress, I think is intimated in... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 стор.
...his soul. Poor Soui, the centre of my sinful earth," Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting...servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store; Buy terms Divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed," without be rich no more : So shalt thou... | |
 | Charles Armitage Brown - 1838 - 326 стор.
...Fool'd by those rebel pow'rs that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting the outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having...servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store : Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed, without be rich no more : So shalt thou... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 478 стор.
...centre of my sinful earth,* Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine vrithin, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease,f Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1841 - 440 стор.
...As Von Like It.' Immediately after follows this solemn contemplation of the soul's immortality :— Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou...Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, »oul,live thou upon thy servant's low, And let that pine to aggravate thy store ; Buy terms divine... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 338 стор.
...' Not you,' Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array. Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting...servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store ; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed, without be rich no more : So shalt thou... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 594 стор.
...you." CXLVI. Poor soul, the center of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array", Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting...short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend I Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ! is this thy body's end ? Then, soul,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 600 стор.
...you." CXLVI. Poor soul, the center of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array*, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting...servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store'; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed, without be rich no more : So -halt thou... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Sir Frederick Beilby Watson - 1843 - 264 стор.
...III. i. 4. Poor soul ! the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting...servant's loss, And let that pine, to aggravate thy store ; Buy terms divine, in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed, without be rich no more : So shalt thou... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 606 стор.
...you." , CXLVI. Poor soul, the center of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array8, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting...servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store"; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed, without be rich no more : So shalt thou... | |
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CXLVI. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading... 
