 | William Barclay - 1955 - 270 σελίδες
...no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone and ta'en thy wages: Golden lads and girls...All follow this, and come to dust. Fear no more the lightning-flash, Nor the all-dreaded thunder-stone; Fear not slander, censure rash; Thou hast finish'd... | |
 | Janet Hill - 2002 - 266 σελίδες
...no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious 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. (4.2.25&-63) 2 ? The chant is a simple one. This is not conventional, stylized poetry about Ufe and... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2002 - 244 σελίδες
...no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious 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. Fear no more the frown of the great; Thou art past the tyrant's stroke;... | |
 | Ruth H. Finnegan - 2002 - 332 σελίδες
...English-speaking gathering. One by one, line by line, the looking stopped and the listening went on: ‘The sceptre, learning, physic must, all follow this and come to dust'. . . . And now for a few moments, he was back with us. It was as though he was moving from the pews... | |
 | Ruth H. Finnegan - 2002 - 340 σελίδες
...English-speaking gathering. One by one, line by line, the looking stopped and the listening went on: 'The sceptre, learning, physic must, all follow this and come to dust'. . . . And now for a few moments, he was back with us. It was as though he was moving from the pews... | |
 | Ruth H. Finnegan - 2002 - 332 σελίδες
...English-speaking gathering. One by one, line by line, the looking stopped and the listening went on: ‘The sceptre, learning, physic must, all follow this and come to dust'. . . . And now for a few moments, he was back with us. It was as though he was moving from the pews... | |
 | Elaine Feinstein - 2001 - 310 σελίδες
...no more the heat of the sun, Nor the furious 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. Some poets struggle for a lifetime to find a voice that is truly theirs. Hughes discovered his own... | |
 | C.S. Nicholls - 2003 - 540 σελίδες
...Fear no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious 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. Robert Louis Stevenson's poem, 'If I have faltered more or less/ In my great task of happiness', preceded... | |
 | Caroline Carson - 2003 - 332 σελίδες
...Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the winter's stormy rages. Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages Golden lads and girls all must Like chimney sweepers come to dust.' The other two verses are beautiful, and you had better read them... | |
 | Thomas Carper, Derek Attridge - 2003 - 184 σελίδες
...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.* Golden lads and girls all must, 5 As chimney sweepers, come to dust. * o' th' sun: of the sun; ta'en thy wages: taken your wages 3.... | |
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FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious 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. Fear no more the frown o' the great; Thou art past... 
