 | 1850 - 594 pàgines
...exquisitely selfish Falstaff is, we can even admire the reply of King Harry, beginning with : ' f KNOW thco not, old man : fall to thy prayers. How ill white hairs become a fool and jester.' Such is the nature of wit. We love Charles Lamb, Goldsmith, Irving, Fielding, Dickens, (except... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 544 pàgines
...; know you what 't is you speak? FAL. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! KING. I know thee not, old man : Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool and jester ! I have long dream 'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane ; But,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 744 pàgines
...? know you what 'tis you speak ? Fal. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man. Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester ! I have long dreamed of such a kind of man. So surfeit-swelled, so old, and so profane ; But,... | |
 | 1851 - 1094 pàgines
...fool-born jest" against the British constitution ! Is it not charity to end as we began ? " I know thee not, old man : fall to thy prayers!— How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester!" in.—The Scarlet Letter, a Romance. By NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE. London: Routledge. 1851. QUAINT... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 546 pàgines
...; know you what 't is you speak ? FAL. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! KING. I know thee not, old man : Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool and jester ! I have long dream 'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane ; But,... | |
 | 1851 - 486 pàgines
...exquisitely selfish Falstaff is, we can even admire the reply of King Harry, beginning with : — " I know thee not, old man : fall to thy prayers, How ill white hairs become a fool and jester." Such is the nature of wit. We love Charles Lamb, Goldsmith, Irving, Fielding, Dickens, (except... | |
 | Joseph Guy - 1852 - 458 pàgines
...? know you what 't is you speak ? Fal. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man : Fall to thy prayers. How ill white hairs become a fool and jester ! I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane ; Hut... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 544 pàgines
...wits ? know you what 'tis you speak? Fal. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! King. I know thee not, old man : Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester. I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane;* But,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 512 pàgines
...you speak ? il. My king ! my Jove ! Fal. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart! King. I know thee not, old man : Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester ! 1 have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane ; But,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 928 pàgines
...? know you what 'tis you speak ? Fal. My king ! my Jove ! I speak to thee, my heart ! King. I know ove, I am not covetous for gold ; Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost ; It yea jester .' I have long dream'd of such a kind of man, So siirfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane ;... | |
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I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester! 
