 | William Gerber - 1997 - 252 Seiten
...Prince Guiderius addresses the dead Princess Imogen in these words: (780) Fear no more the heat of the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy...task hast done, Home art gone and ta'en thy wages. The character Feeble, a recruit for the tatterdemalion troop of Sir John Falstaff, points out, in Shakespeare's... | |
 | Maurice O'Sullivan - 1997 - 240 Seiten
...words? FIRST SINGER. Why, aye, we'll try it. SHAKESPEARE. On then; you'll do well. [They sing] Fear no more the heat o* the 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,... | |
 | John Maze - 1997 - 240 Seiten
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 | Robin Majumdar, Allen McLaurin - 1997 - 484 Seiten
...trying to recover? What image of white dawn in the country, as she read in the book spread open': Fear no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious winter's rages. When these lines come to Clarissa in the morning of the recorded day, they come between a thought of... | |
 | John McRae - 1998 - 172 Seiten
...boil eggs in your shoes, You shall never remain in Thermopylae.' (vil) 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. (viii) Then hurrah! for the mighty monster whale, Which has got seventeen feet four inches from tip... | |
 | Connie Robertson - 1998 - 686 Seiten
...down pillow hard. 10179 Cymbeilne How hard it is to hide the sparks of nature! 10180 Cymbeline Fear ݀ 0 ? ; Ӟ ҅ wordly task hast done. Home art gone and ta'en thy wages: Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers,... | |
 | 1955 - 476 Seiten
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 | Ellen Tremper - 1998 - 312 Seiten
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 | Blanford Parker - 1998 - 282 Seiten
...but with little extended description. Like most Elizabethan winters his is utterly humanized: Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; (Cymbeline, iv. 2. 258-259) When Icicles hang by the wall And Dick the Shepherd blows his nail, And... | |
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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 aIid girls all must , As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Arv. Fear no more the frown o... 
