 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 572 Seiten
...Gui. Come on then, and remove him. Arv. So, — begin. SONG. Gui. Fear no more the heat n the sun31, Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and to' en thy waycs: Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Arv. Fear no more... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Dodd - 1827 - 362 Seiten
...Pray you, fetch him hither, Thersites' body is as good as Ajax, When neither are alive. FUNERAL DIRGE. Gui. Fear no more the heat o' the sun. Nor the furious winter'a^rages; Thou thy worldly task haVBone, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages: Golden lads and... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 Seiten
...April), 1564, and died on his birth„day in 1616, at the same place. DIRGE. (In " Cymbeline.") FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Golden lads and girls all must, Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages... | |
 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 Seiten
...wither round thy corse. (5) Punished. An. So,— Begin. SONG. GuL Fear no more the heat o'the tun, Jfor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task...gone, and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls aü musí, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Arv. Fear no more the frown o'the great, Thou art past... | |
 | George Barrell Cheever - 1830 - 516 Seiten
...reason for 't. Are. 'T is true. Guid. Come on then, and remove him. Arv. So, begin. SONG. Guid. Fear no more the heat o' the sun. Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou t!-iy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1831 - 528 Seiten
...round ' corse. 5) Punished. AT. So,— Begin. SONG. Gui. Fear no more the heat o'lhe jun, .Afar t ht furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, tmd ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all mutt, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Arv. Fear... | |
 | 1833 - 1034 Seiten
...— it was perfect — and in its perfection ceased to be on earth, and was transferred to heaven. " Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages." What were they — her wages ? Blessings from her father's quieted eyes ! the still delight of duty... | |
 | 1834 - 358 Seiten
...over the body of Imogen, who, disguised as Fidele, is supposed to be dead. Fear no more the heat of the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone to take thy wages. * The words of this are printed by permission of Mr. Mori. Golden lads and lasses... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans - 1834 - 512 Seiten
...God of earth and Heaven ! Here am I, with the child whom thon hast given !" THE EXILE'S DIRGE.« Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious Winter's rages, Thou thy wonlly task hast done, Home an gone, anil la'en thy wages. СутЬеКяе. I attended a funeral where... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1836 - 534 Seiten
...true. Gui. Come on, then, and remove him. Arc. So, — begin. SONG. Gui. Fear no more the heat ojthe sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and to1 en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Arv. Fear no more... | |
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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... 
