| George William Rusden - 1903 - 432 pagina’s
...become A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence...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 n. brother's... | |
| Charles Henry Poole - 1914 - 450 pagina’s
...spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence...on nature is a paradise To what we fear of death. HEADSTRONG LIBERTY " The Comedy of Errors "Act II. Sc. 1 WHY, headstrong liberty is lash'd with woe.... | |
| Herbert Morse - 1915 - 320 pagina’s
...reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, That blow with restless violence round about The pendent world...on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death." Beyond that, Shakespeare refuses to lift the veil, which covers the hidden secrets of his soul. He... | |
| Theodora Porter Coxon - 1925 - 146 pagina’s
...spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick -ribbed ice; To be imprison1 d in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence...Can lay on nature is a paradise To what we fear of death."49 Could anyone write such a vivid thought without having experienced and meditated upon it?... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1995 - 148 pagina’s
...spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice; To be imprisoned in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence...Can lay on nature is a Paradise To what we fear of death.70 ISABELLA Alas, alas! CLAUDIO Sweet sister, let me live! 120 130 yo Nature dispenses with the... | |
| William Lonsdale Watkinson, William Theophilus Davison - 1864 - 582 pagina’s
...To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprisoned in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence...on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death. Isab. Alas! Alas! Claud. Sweet sister, let me live ! What sin you do to save a brother's life, Nature... | |
| 1859 - 584 pagina’s
...To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprisoned in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence...on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death." Alas ! how few are conscious of having souls ! How few realise the fact that when the breath departs... | |
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