 | William Shakespeare - 1883 - 104 pàgines
...he, 'Call me not tool, till heaven hath sent me fortune :' And then he drew a dial from his poke, 20 And looking on it with lacklustre eye, Says, very...was nine, And after an hour more 'twill be eleven ; 25 And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot, And thereby... | |
 | Phineas Garrett - 1885 - 988 pàgines
...crops,— no, but the kind of man the country turns out. Emerion. It is ten o'clock : Thus may we see how the world wags: 'Tis but an hour ago, since it...ripe, And then, from Hour to hour, we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale. Shakspeare. A sound discretion is not so much indicated by never making a... | |
 | S. S. Hamill - 1886 - 390 pàgines
...heaven hath sent me fortune." And then he drew a dial from his poke : And looking on it with lack-luster eye, Says, very wisely, " It is ten o'clock. Thus...and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale." When I did hear The motley fool thus moral on the time, My lungs began to... | |
 | Alexander Melville Bell - 1887 - 276 pàgines
...morrow, fool," quoth I; " No, sir," quoth he; " Call me not fool, till heav'n hath sent ms fortune ! "/Pv And then he drew a dial from his poke, And — looking...'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ! — And so from hour to hour we ripe and npe, And then ^ from hour... | |
 | Alexander Melville Bell - 1887 - 270 pàgines
...morroiv, fool," quoth I; " No, sir," quoth he; " Call me not fool, till heav'n hath sent me fortune! " /TV And then he drew a dial from his poke, And — looking...'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ! — And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then /TV from hour... | |
 | Alexander Melville Bell - 1887 - 270 pàgines
...not fool, till heav'n hath sent me fortune! " T\ And then he drew a dial from his poke, And—looking on it with lack-lustre eye— Says very wisely ..."...'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven !— And so from hour to hour we ripe and r1pe, And then T\ from hour... | |
 | Samuel Silas Curry - 1895 - 330 pàgines
...morrow, fool!" quoth I: "No, sir," quoth he. " Call me not fool, till Heaven hath sent me fortune." And then he drew a dial from his poke, And, looking...'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1895 - 498 pàgines
...fool. Good-morrow, fool, quoth I. No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune. And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking...'Tis but an hour ago, since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1896 - 680 pàgines
...morrow, fool,' quoth I — "No, Sir," quoth he, " Call me not fool, till heaven have sent me fortune : " And then he drew a dial from his poke, And, looking...: Thus may we see," quoth he, ' how the world wags : 'T Is but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 't will be eleven j And so from... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1897 - 376 pàgines
...morrow, fool,' quoth I : ' No, sir,' quoth he, ' Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune. ' And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking...'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour... | |
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twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot, and rot, And thereby hangs a tale. 
