 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 572 sayfa
...For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite The man that mocks at it, and sets it light. Baling. O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the...more, Than when it bites, but lanceth not the sore. Gaunt. Come, come, my son, I'll bring thee on thy way: Had I thy youth, and cause, I would not stay.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 568 sayfa
...For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite The man that mocks at it, and sets it light. Baling. O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the...more, Than when it bites, but lanceth not the sore. Gaunt. Come, come, my son, I'll bring thee en thy way: Had I thy youth, and cause, I would not stay.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 478 sayfa
...silence often of pure innocence Persuades, when speaking fails. 13 — i 353 Delusion of imagination. O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the...tooth doth never rankle more, Than when it bites, but lancelh not the sore. 17— 354 Violence of love. This is the very ecstasy of love, Whose violent property... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 480 sayfa
...often of pure innocence Persuades, when speaking fails. 13 — id. 2. 353 Delusion of imagination. O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the...wallow naked in December snow, By thinking on fantastic Bummer's heat? O, no ! the apprehension of the good, Gives but the greater feeling to the worse : Fell... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Benjamin Humphrey Smart - 1839 - 490 sayfa
...thy soul holds dear, imagine it To lie that way thou go'st, not whence thou com'st. [Bolingbroke.] O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the...By bare imagination of a feast ? Or wallow naked in December's snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat ? 0 no ! the apprehension of the good, Gives... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1839 - 536 sayfa
...Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast ? Or wallow naked in December's snow, By thinking on fantastic summer's heat ? O,...worse : Fell sorrow's tooth doth never rankle more, s Than when it bites, but lanceth not the sore. / [91 I am afraid our author in this place designed... | |
 | James Stanley Grimes - 1839 - 346 sayfa
...perceptions; and no man by force of imagination, can persuade himself that vinegar is sweet, or " Hold fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus;...By bare imagination of a feast; Or wallow naked in December's snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat." When a well formed and philosophical intellect... | |
 | John Mills - 1841 - 322 sayfa
...regained the woods, to reyel in the joy of freedom. CHAPTER XV. A CANTER. — POPPING THE QUESTION. " O no ! the apprehension of the good * Gives but the...more Than when it bites, but lanceth not the sore." WITH throbbing temples, Agnes rose from her bed, and, throwing open the window of her room, permitted... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 396 sayfa
...For gnarling " sorrow hath less power to bite The man that mocks at it, and sets it light. Bol. O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the...more, Than when it bites, but lanceth not the sore. Gaunt. Come, come, my son ; I 'll bring thee on thy way : Had I thy youth and cause, I would not stay.... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1842 - 594 sayfa
...For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite The man that mocks at it, and sets it light.] Baling. O ! who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the...sorrow's tooth doth never rankle more, Than when it bites5, but lanceth not the sore. Gaunt. Come, come, my son, I'll bring thee on thy way: Had I thy... | |
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O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat? 
