 Lear. My wits begin to turn. — Come on, my boy : how dost, my boy? Art cold? I am cold myself. — Where is this straw, my fellow ? The art of our necessities is strange, That can make vile things precious. Come, your hovel. — Poor fool and knave,...  A History of English Poetry - Pagina 131door William John Courthope - 1903Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | William Shakespeare - 1733 - 492 pagina’s
...And fo, in his Troublefom Reign of King John, in two Parts : But new bla(k-fpetted Perjure as he is. That can make vile things precious. Come, your hovel > Poor fool and knave, I've one part in my heart, That's forry yet for thee. Fool. He that has an a little tynie wit, With... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1750 - 332 pagina’s
...art cold ? I'm cold myfelf. Where is this fhaw, my fellow ? The art of our neceflities is ftrange, That can make vile things precious. Come, your hovel , Poor fool and knave, I've one firing in my heart That's forry yet for thee. Fool. He that bat and a little tiny wit, With... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1752 - 510 pagina’s
...art cold ? I'm cold my, felf. Where is the ftraw, my fellow ? The art of our neceffities is ftrange, That can make vile things precious. Come, your hovel : Poor fool and knave, I've one part in my heart, That's forry yet for thee. Fool. He that bas an a little tynit wit, With... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1767 - 304 pagina’s
...? art cold? Tin cold mylelf. Where is the ftraw, my fellow ? The art of our necellities is ftrange, That can make vile things precious. Come, your hovel. Poor fool and knave, I've one part in my heart That's forry yet for thee. Fool. He that has an a little tyny -alt, " With... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1773 - 514 pagina’s
...cold ? I am cold myfelf. — Where is the ftraw, my fellow ? The art of our neceffities is ftrange, That can make vile things precious. Come, your hovel. * Poor fool and knave, I have 6 one part in my heart, That's forry yet for thee. that our author feems to have imitated Skelton in... | |
 | Thomas Davies - 1783 - 444 pagina’s
...none wife or good will commit this offence} For all are Caytiffts that are of this lewd fort. IDEM. Poor fool and knave, I have one part in my heart That's forry yet for thee. Amldft all his afflictions, Lear recollects that he has brought misfortune and... | |
 | Thomas Davies - 1783 - 442 pagina’s
...none wife or good will commit this offence; For all are Caytiffes that are of this lewd fort. IDEM. Poor fool and knave, I have one part in my heart That's forry yet for thee. Amidft all his afflictions, Lear recollects that he has brought misfortune and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1785 - 632 pagina’s
...cold ? I am cold myfelf. — Where is this ftraw, my fellow ? The art of our neceflities is ftrange, That can make vile things precious. Come, your hovel.— — Poor fool and knave, I have s one part in my heart That's forry yet for thee. Fool. 9 H£ that has a little tiny wit, — JVitb... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 722 pagina’s
...cold ? I am cold myfelf. — Where is this ftraw, my fellow ? The art of our neceffities is ftrange, That can make vile things precious. Come, your hoveL...fool and knave, I have one part in my heart That's forry yet for thee 3. Fool. /& that has a little tiny ivit, — With beight ho, the wind and the rain,—... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1795 - 414 pagina’s
...Where is" the ftraw, my fellow i- if- . The art of oar' neeeffities is ftrange,- •»:• • \ ,' That can make vile things precious. Come, your hovel, Poor fool and knave, I've one ftring in my heart That's forry yet for'thee. Fool. lie thai has an a little tiny wit,'' .'... | |
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