...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. This late age of the world's experience had bred in them all, all men and women, a well of tears. Tears...

...repeated negatives that are transformed to express a positive state: GUI. 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. AR v. Fear no more the frown o' th' great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe...

...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. This late age of the world's experience had bred in them all, all men and women, a well of tears. Tears...

...When mercy seasons justice. (Merchant of Venice, iv. i) down to the late dirge in Cymbeline (iv. 2): Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Bibliography This bibliography does not include works concerning the authorship question, unless they...

...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. This late age of the world's experience had bred in them all, all men and women, a well of tears. Tears...

...observation copied there. [Hamlet I v 98] The hurt is over Fear no more the heat o'th' sun, Nor thejurious 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. [Cymbeline IV...

...knotted on the bedpost on Betty's side, hangs a bright pink scarf. PART FIVE SMELLING THE ROSES Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's...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...

...number myself. I sing to her who is gone. The young people hear and wonder. Sometimes they weep. "Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's...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." "But this is not...

...three "golden lads," so named from a passage in Shakespeare's Cymbeline. 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 wage. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. act IV, sc. 2 It is doubtful...

...text reading from bland to captivating when we begin to use fricative consonants in this way. Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages Thou thy worldly task is done Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages; (William Shakespeare / Gerald Finzi, "Fear No More the...