 I wish it were my turn to-morrow ! But, perchance, in that sleep we may dream, For we dream in our beds very often — Now, however capricious 't may seem, I've no notion of dreams in a coffin.  Hamlet Travestie: In Three Acts - Pagina 23door John Poole - 1810 - 94 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | John Poole - 1811 - 136 pagina’s
...nothing more — And by sleeping to say we end sorrow, And pain, and ten thousand things more — O, I wish it were my turn to-morrow! But, perchance, in...often — Now, however capricious 't may seem, I've no notions of dreams in a coffin. 'Tis the doubt of our ending all snugly That makes us with life thus... | |
 | John Poole - 1811 - 140 pagina’s
...nothing more— And by sleeping to say we end sorrow, And pain, and ten thousand things more— O, I wish it were my turn to-morrow! But, perchance, in...often—- Now, however capricious 't may seem, I've no notions of dreams in a coffin. 'Tis the doubt of our ending all snugly That makes us with life thus... | |
 | John Poole - 1814 - 136 pagina’s
...nothing more — And by sleeping to say we end sorrow, And pain, and ten thousand things more — O, I wish it were my turn to-morrow ! But, perchance, in...very often — Now, however capricious 't may seem, 1' ve 110 notion of dreams in a coffin. Ei tol de rol, $:. Tis the doubt of our ending all snugly That... | |
 | John Poole - 1817 - 144 pagina’s
...nothing more — And by sleeping to say we end sorrow, And pain, and ten thousand things more — O, I wish it were my turn to-morrow! But, perchance, in...often — Now, however capricious 't may seem, I've no relish for dreams in a coffin. Hi tol de rol, Tis the doubt of our ending all snugly That makes us... | |
 | 1885 - 304 pagina’s
...nothing more — And by sleeping to say we end sorrow, And pain, and ten thousand things more — O, I wish it were my turn to-morrow ! But, perchance, in...'t may seem, I've no notion of dreams in a coffin. Ri-tol-de-rol, etc. 'Tis the doubt of our ending all snugly, That makes us with life thus dispute,... | |
 | William Davenport Adams - 1891 - 260 pagina’s
...nothing more — And by sleeping to say we end sorrow, And pain, and ten thousand things more, — Oh, I wish it were my turn to-morrow ! But, perchance, in...'t may seem, I've no notion of dreams in a coffin. "Pis the doubt of our ending all snugly, That makes us with life thus dispute ; Or who'd bear with... | |
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