 | Tate Wilkinson - 1795 - 544 pàgines
...explains them to be, Rom. " Peace, peace ! " Thou talk'ft of nothing. Mer. " True, I talk of dreams, " Which are the children of an idle brain, " Begot of...Which .is as thin of fubftance as the air, " And more inconftant than the wind." ' On Monday, September 5, a play was acted, \ wrote by Mr. Linnecar, called... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1796 - 422 pàgines
...learns them firft to bear, Making them women of good carriage ; Thisisfhe. • Thus I talk of dreams. Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of...Which is as thin of fubftance as the air ; And more inconftant than the wind, who wooet Even now the frozen bofom of the North, And being anger'd puffs... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 476 pàgines
...talk 'ft of nothing. •Wir. True, I talk of dreams : ^rhich are the children of an idle brain, «cot of nothing but vain phantafy ; Which is as thin of fubftance as the air ; «od more inconftant than the wind, who woos E"n DOW the frozen bofom of the north, *n<l> being anger'd,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1798 - 452 pàgines
...This is me Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace ; Thou talk'ft of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of...Which is as thin of fubftance as the air ; And more inconflant than the wind, who wooeS Even now the frozen bofom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs... | |
 | David Garrick - 1798 - 318 pàgines
...This is that Mab— — Rom . Peace, peace, Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams ; ' . Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing, but vain phantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more unconstant than the wind. Ben. This wind... | |
 | David Garrick - 1798 - 318 pàgines
...sleeps again. This is that Mab Rom. Peace, peace, Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing, but vain phantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more unconstant than the wind. Ben. This wind... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1800 - 396 pàgines
...is me— Rom, Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace j Thou talk'ft of nothing, Mer. True, I talk of dreams j Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantafy; Which is as thin of fubftance as the air; And more inconftant than the wind, who wooes Even... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 446 pàgines
...she — Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy ; Which is as thin of substance as the air; And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 642 pàgines
...is she — Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy; Which is as thin of substance as the air; And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 486 pàgines
...is she — Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy; Which is as thin of substance as the air; And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even... | |
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True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs... 
