| William Shakespeare - 1823 - 490 pàgines
...Scaii V ROMEO AND JULIET. Mer. True. I talk of dreams; Which are the children of an idle brain, B«gpt of nothing but vain fantasy ; Which is as thin of...as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen hosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1824 - 370 pàgines
...good carriage. This, this is she Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace ; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of...north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south. Ben. This wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves ;... | |
| 1833 - 570 pàgines
...was visited by delightful visions, and dreamed the following singular dream. CHAPTER II. [ Mtrcutio. True, I talk of dreams, Which are the children of...as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, heing angered, puffs away from thence. Turning his... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1824 - 512 pàgines
...carriage. This, this is she — .Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace ; Thou talk's! of nothing. Mar. True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of...as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his... | |
| William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1824 - 428 pàgines
...good carriage. This, this is she— Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of...as the air; And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his... | |
| Mrs. Inchbald - 1824 - 486 pàgines
...two. And sleeps again. This is that very Mab — Rom. Peace, peace ; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of...Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more unconstant than the wind. Ben. This wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves ; And \ve shall come... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1826 - 540 pàgines
...carriage 22 . This, this is she— Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of...as the air; And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 pàgines
...carriage22. This, this is she — Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace ; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of...as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1826 - 642 pàgines
...carriage22. This, this is she — Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of...as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his... | |
| William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 pàgines
...talk'st of nothing. •Mer. True, I talk of dreams Hliich are th« children of an idle brain, BejfOt of nothing but vain fantasy ; Which is as thin of...as the air; And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Kven now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his... | |
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