...Lupton, in his One Thousand Notable Things, and other writers mention it. Ami. I would not change it : Happy is your grace, That can translate the stubbornness...Come, shall we go and kill us venison? And yet it irks 3 me, the poor dappled fools,— Being native burghers of this desert city,— Should in their own...

..." As Yuu Like It," we think Shakespeare has completely anticipated the Lake Poets. He " translates the stubbornness of fortune into so quiet and so sweet a style," as to " Find tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in every thing."...

...in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing: DEFLECTIONS ON THE WOUNDED STAG. Duke S. Come, shall we go and kill us venison? And...burghers of this desert city,— Should, in their own confines, with forked heads,* -v*> Have their round haunches gor'd. ^ 1 Lord. Indeed, my lord, The...

...in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and good in every thing. REFLECTIONS ON THE WOUNDED STAG. Duke S. Come, shall we go and kill us venison? And...burghers of this desert city,— Should, in their own confines, with forked heads,* Have their round haunches gor'd. 1 Lord. Indeed, my lord, The melancholy...

...circles were endight. Spinar. The gentle day Dapple* the drowsy east with spots of grey. Shakipeare. Come, shall we go and kill us venison ? And yet it...burghers of this desert city, Should, in their own confines, with forked heads, Have their round haunches gored. Id. The lark begins his flight. From...

...circles were endight. Spenter. The gentle day Dapplei the drowsy east with spots of grey. Shaiopeare. Come, shall we go and kill us venison ? And yet it...burghers of this desert city, Should, in their own connues, with forked beads, Have their round haunches gored. Id. The lark begins his flight. From his...

...Shakijtcare. Sometimes we see a cloud that's dragonish, A forked mountain, or blue promontory. Id. Come, shall we go and kill us venison ? And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools Should in their own confines, with forked heads, Have their round haunches gored. Id. He would have...

...Sfiakfj>eare. Sometimes we sec a cloud that's dragonish, A forked mountain, or blue promontory. Id. Come, shall we go and kill us venison? And yet it irks me the poor dappled fool* Should in their own coniino«, vtiïh forked heads, Have their round haunches gorad. Id, He would...

...•Sermons in stones, and good in every thing, •îmi. I would not change it: Happy is your exile, That can translate the stubbornness of fortune Into so quiet and so sweet a style. grace, DuJce S. Come, shall we go and kill us venison ? And yet it irks me. the poor dappled fools,—...

...better I acknowledge that which cometh nearer to the very letter of the very original verity. Hooker. That can translate the stubbornness of fortune Into so quiet and so sweet a style. Happy is your grace, Sliakspeare. As You Lite It. If part of the people be somewhat in the election,...