Sometimes we feed on fancies With the sweet of our desires: sometimes again We feel the heat of extreme miseries. Now am I in favour about the court and country, To-morrow those favours will turn to frowns, To-day I live revenged on my foe, To-morrow... The Comedy of Mucedorus - Seite 39von Robert Greene - 1878 - 79 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
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...him, he is so heavy. MUCEDORUS. Behold the fickle state of man, always mutable; Never at one. [Exeunt. Sometimes we feed on fancies With the sweet of our...sometimes again We feel the heat of extreme miseries. Now am I in favour about the court and country, To-morrow those favours will turn to frowns, To-day... | |
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...master, I think His mother sang looby to him, he is so heavy. [Exeunt. MUCEDORUS. Behold the fickle state of man, always mutable : Never at one. Sometimes we feed on fancies With the sweetjifjiur desires : sometimes again We feel the heat of extreme miseries. Now am I in favour about... | |
| Robert Greene - 1878 - 92 Seiten
...Muce. Behold the fickle state of man, That's always mutable, never at one ! II5 Sometimes we feed our fancies with the sweet Of our desires, sometimes again We feel the heat of extreme miseries. 92 seq. A But in mine oian defence accuse not me \ Of murther that have done nothing. — In HM l.... | |
| 1878 - 344 Seiten
...construiren: Behold the fickle state of man, [That?s] always mutable, never at one! Sometimes we feed our fancies with the sweet Of our desires; sometimes again We feel the heat of extreme miseries. Now Tm in favour 'bout the court and country; To-morrow will those favours turn to frowns. To-day l... | |
| Robert Greene - 1878 - 104 Seiten
...Muce. Behold the fickle state of man, That's always mutable, never at one! 115 Sometimes we feed our fancies with the sweet Of our desires, sometimes again We feel the heat of extreme miseries. 92 seq. A But in mine own defence accuse not me \ Of murther that have done nothing. — In HM l. 92... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1855 - 506 Seiten
...with the Body. Mac. Behold the fickle state of man, always mutable, never at one. Sometime we feed our fancies with the sweet of our desires : Sometimes again, we feel the heat of extreme miseries. Now am I in favour about the court and country, To-morrow those favours will turn to frowns. To-day-... | |
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