| Ursula Ackrill - 2004 - 196 Seiten
...33 „Fear no more the heat o'th' sun,/ Nor the furious wimer's rages./ Thou thy worldly task hast done,/ Home art gone and ta'en thy wages./ Golden lads and girls all must/ As chimney-sweepers come to dust.// Fear no more the frown o'th' great,/ Thou art past the tyrant's... | |
| Ross W. Duffin - 2004 - 536 Seiten
...to dust. Fear no more the heat o'th'Sun, Nor the furious Winters rages, Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden Lads, and Girls all must, As Chimney-Sweepers come to dust. Fear no more the frown o'th'Great, Thou art past the Tyrants... | |
| Patrick Cheney - 2004 - 346 Seiten
...1568): Fear no more the heat o' th' sun, Nor the furious winters rages, Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. (Cymbeline, 4. 2. 258-63) Supplying more detail, Goddard pieces... | |
| Mina Curtiss - 2004 - 312 Seiten
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| Cambridge International Examinations - 2005 - 272 Seiten
...SHAKESPEARE Fear no more the heat o' th' sun Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done. Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o' th' great; Thou art past the tyrant's... | |
| Diana Hedges - 2005 - 188 Seiten
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| John Sampson - 2005 - 388 Seiten
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| Judith Woolf - 2005 - 188 Seiten
...words. Fear no more the heat o' th' sun, Nor the furious winter's rages, Thou thy worldly task has done, Home art gone and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o' th' great, Thou art past the tyrant's... | |
| 2005 - 132 Seiten
...the sun Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o' the great; Thou art past the tyrant's... | |
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