 | William Shakespeare - 1832 - 426 pagina’s
...grains That issue out of dust. Happy thou art not ; For what thou hast not, still thou strivest to get ; And what thou hast, forget'st. Thou art not certain ; For thy complexion shifts to strange effects,1 After the moon. If thou art rich, thou art poor ; For, like an ass, whose back with ingots... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1833 - 1140 pagina’s
...grains That issue out of dust: Happy thou art not: For what thou hast not, still thou striv'st to get; 2 J) After the moon: If thou art rich, thou art poor; For, like an ass, whose back with ingots bows,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 570 pagina’s
...And what thoa hast, forget'at ; Thou art not certain ; For thy complexion shifts to strange affects,1 After the moon: If thou art rich, thou art poor; For, like an ass, whose back with ingots bows, Thou*bear'st thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloads thee : Friend, hast thou none ; For... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1837 - 516 pagina’s
...Reluctant. (10) Determined. Ii! MEASURE FOR MEASURE. For what thou hast not, still thou stnr'gt to fret ; And what thou hast, forget'st; Thou art not certain; For thy complexion shifts to strange effects,1 After the moon : Ifthou art rich, thou art poor; For, like an ass, whose back with inmota... | |
 | William Hazlitt - 1838 - 360 pagina’s
...That issue out of dust : happy thou art not ; For what thou hast not, still thou striv'st to get ; And what thou hast, forget'st : thou art not certain...riches but a journey, And death unloads thee : friend thou hast none; For thy own bowels which do call thee sire, The mere effusion of thy proper loins,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 1130 pagina’s
...thou art not : For what thou hast not, still thou striv'stto get ; And what thou hast, forgot' st : prick the sides of my intent, but only Vaulting ambition,...Why have you left Mac. Hath he ask'd for me ' [the : Friends hast thou none ; For thine own bowels, which do call thee sire, The mere effusion of thy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 pagina’s
...Happy thou art not: For what thou hast not, still thou striv'st to get; And what thou hast, forget' st: Thou art not certain; For thy complexion shifts to...heavy riches but a journey, And Death unloads thee : Friends hast thou none ; For thine own bowels, which do call thee sire, The mere effusion of thy... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 790 pagina’s
...thou art rich, thou urt poor; For, like an ass, whose back ^ith ingots bows, Thou bear'st thy hea* у rct*' eyes, Like tears that did their own disgrace bewail. When I ha ; Fur thine own bowels, which do call thee sire, The mere etlusion of thy proper loins, Do curse the... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 480 pagina’s
...grains That issue out of dust : Happy thou art not: For what thou hast not, still thou striv'st to get ; And what thou hast, forget'st : Thou art not certain...heavy riches but a journey, And Death unloads thee : Friends hast thou none ; For thine own bowels, which do call thee sire, The mere effusion of thy... | |
 | John Taylor - 1839 - 274 pagina’s
...grains That issue out of dust. Happy thou art not : For what thou hast not, still thou striv'st to get ; And what thou hast, forget'st. Thou art not certain; For thy complexion shifts to strange effects, 10* After the r.oon. If thou art rich, thou art poor; — For, like an ass, whose back with ingots... | |
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Thou art not thyself; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out of dust : happy thou art not : For what thou hast not, still thou striv'st to get i And what thou hast, forget'st : thou art not certain ; For thy complexion shifts to strange... 
