 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 928 lapas
...the king, The throne he sits on, nor the tide of pomp That beats upon the high shore of this world ; fill'd, and vacant mind, Gets him to rest, cramm'd with distasteful bread, Never sees horrid night,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1853 - 444 lapas
...the tide of pomp, That beats upon the high shore of this world: No, not all these, thrice gorgeous ceremony, Not all these, laid in bed majestical, Can...so soundly as the wretched slave ; Who, with a body fill'd, and vacant mind, Gets him to rest, cramm'd with distressful bread ; Never sees horrid night,... | |
 | M. C. Bradbrook - 1979 - 294 lapas
...shores of the world No, not all these, thrice-gorgeous Ceremonie, Not all these laid in bed majesticall Can sleep so soundly as the wretched slave, Who with a body filled and vacant mind, Gets him to rest, crammed with distressful bread . . . And follows so the ever-running... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1994 - 884 lapas
...this world No, not all these, thrice-gorgeous ceremony, Not all these, laid in bed majestical, 260 Can sleep so soundly as the wretched slave, Who, with a body filled, and vacant mind, Gets him to rest, crammed with distressful bread; Never sees horrid night,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1995 - 136 lapas
...the king, The throne he sits on, nor the tide of pomp That beats upon the high shore of this world No, not all these, thrice-gorgeous ceremony, Not all...so soundly as the wretched slave, Who, with a body filled, and vacant mind, Gets him to rest, crammed with distressful bread; Never sees horrid night,... | |
 | Brian Vickers - 1995 - 585 lapas
...than the future, about his audience than his readers. (IV, 423) [102] [Ibid., 4.1.263ff.: K.Henry. Not all these, laid in bed majestical, Can sleep so soundly as the wretched slave . . . Who. . .like a lacquey, from the rise to set, Sweats in the eye of Phoebus; and all night Sleeps in Elysium.]... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1996 - 1290 lapas
...king, The throne he iits on, nor the tide of pomp That beats upon the high shore of this world, — e, As beaten hence by your strange lunacy. О noble lord, bethink thee of thy birth; Call lill'd and vacant mind, Gets him to rest, cramm'd with distressful bread; Never sees horrid night,... | |
 | Stanley Wells - 1997 - 438 lapas
...the king, The throne he sits on, nor the tide of pomp That beats upon the high shore of this world No, not all these, thrice-gorgeous ceremony, Not all...sleep so soundly as the wretched slave Who with a body filled and vacant mind Gets him to rest, crammed with distressful bread. (4.1.256-67) For all the extroversion... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1998 - 356 lapas
...soldiers) and Timon 3.4.119-20 ('let In the tide of knaves once more' - of flatterers and suitors). Not all these, laid in bed majestical, Can sleep so soundly as the wretched slave Who with a body filled and vacant mind Gets him to rest, crammed with distressful bread; Never sees horrid night, the... | |
 | Walter Sickert - 2002 - 748 lapas
...king. The throne he sits on, nor the tide of pomp That beats upon the high shore of this world — No, not all these, thrice-gorgeous ceremony, Not all...so soundly as the wretched slave. Who, with a body filled and vacant mind, Gets him to rest, crammed with distressful bread. Never sees horrid night,... | |
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Tis not the balm, the sceptre and the ball, The sword, the mace, the crown imperial, The intertissued robe of gold and pearl, The farced title running 'fore the king... 
