 | David Lee Miller - 2003 - 268 pagina’s
...reproaches him for slandering the queen, Leontes harps on this word as if it could annihilate the world: Is this nothing? Why then the world and all that's in't is nothing, The covering sky is nothing, Bohemia nothing, My wife is nothing, nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.... | |
 | Arthur F. Kinney - 2004 - 196 pagina’s
...breaking honesty. Horsing foot on foot? Skulking in corners? Wishing clocks more swift, Hours minutes, noon midnight? And all eyes Blind with the pin and web but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked? Is this nothing? Why then the world and all that's in't is nothing, The covering... | |
 | Margaret W. Ferguson, A. R. Buck, Nancy E. Wright - 2004 - 340 pagina’s
...nothings of his frenzied speech on 'a note infallible / Of breaking honesty' ('Is whispering nothing ... / Is this nothing? / Why then the world and all that's in't is nothing, / The covering sky is nothing, Bohemia nothing, / My wife is nothing, nor nothing have these nothings / If this be... | |
 | Fitzroy Pyle, Jack Koumi - 2006 - 224 pagina’s
...he can entertain suspicions. Is whispering nothing? . . . wishing clocks more swift? Hours, minutes? noon, midnight? and all eyes Blind with the pin and web, but theirs; theirs only That would unseen be wicked? is this nothing? Why then the world, and all that's in't is nothing, The covering... | |
 | John Russell Brown - 2005 - 264 pagina’s
...he describes (11. 414-6), for his heart's imagination or 'truth' displaces all other reality: . . . is this nothing? Why, then the world and all that's in't is nothing. . . . (11. 292ff.) (We may remember Troilus" cry: 'If there be rule in unity itself, This is not she.'1)... | |
 | Brian Vickers - 2008 - 213 pagina’s
...wirkungsvollen Anadiplosis-Konstruktion (but theirs, theirs only) so dar, als täuschten sie alle: And all eyes Blind with the pin and web but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked. ( l .2.290-292) Vom ersten Satz an bis zu diesem Punkt ist das Wort 'nothing' am... | |
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Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift ? Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes blind With the pin and web,' but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing;... 
