 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 408 pàgines
...And churlish chiding of 'the winter's wind; Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, This is no flattery:...in his head; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 772 pàgines
...And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no...in his head; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 594 pàgines
...And churlish chiding of the winter's wind; Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, 'This is no flattery;'...in his head : And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 602 pàgines
...And churlish chiding of the winter's wind; Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, 'This is no flattery;'...in his head : And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 pàgines
...And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even when I shrink with cold, I smile and say, " This is no flattery...in his head : And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in everything.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Hazlitt - 1852 - 566 pàgines
...And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; "Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no...everything. Ami. I would not change it : Happy is your grace. Than can translate the stubbornness of fortune Into so quiet and so sweet a style. Duke... | |
 | Class-book - 1852 - 152 pàgines
...And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, This is no flattery...in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 746 pàgines
...And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no...in everything. Ami. I would not change it. Happy is your grace, That can translate the stubbornness of fortune Into so quiet and so sweet a style. Duke... | |
 | William Herbert - 1853 - 234 pàgines
...And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even 'till I shrink with cold I smile and say, This is no flattery....in his head ! And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1853 - 716 pàgines
...And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, ' This is no flattery...in his head : And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing.... | |
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The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — "This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade... 
