 When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While...  Poems and Sonnets of William Shakespeare - Strana 257podľa William Shakespeare - 2007 - Počet stránok 296Obmedzený náhľad - O tejto knihe
 | English poets - 1801 - Počet stránok 382
...nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit! tu-whoo ! A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns...parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw; When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - Počet stránok 468
...sings the staring owl, Tu-whoo ! Tu-whit ! tu-whoo ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns...parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw ; When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - Počet stránok 556
...sings the staring owl, To-who; Tu-whit, to-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. IV. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns...parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Tu-whit, to-who, a merry note,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - Počet stránok 424
...the staring owl, To-who ; Tn-vhil , io-who^a merry note. While greasy Joan dot A keel* the pot. IV. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns...parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs 6 hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring... | |
 | Poetry - 1806 - Počet stránok 192
...nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit to-whoo ; — a merry note ! While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns...parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw ; When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - Počet stránok 414
...the staring owl, To-who: Tu-whit, to-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot6*. IV. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns...parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl. Then nightly sings the staring... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - Počet stránok 578
...sings the staring owl, To-who ; Tu-whit, to-who, a merry note, If Idle greasy Joan doth keel thepot '. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns...parson's saw', And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian'* nose looks red and rax, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - Počet stránok 318
...wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parsons sate, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, To-who; Tu-whit, to-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. Arm. The words of Mercury... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - Počet stránok 512
...nightly sings the staring owl. Tu-whit! tu-whoo! A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot, When all aloud the wind doth blow. And coughing drowns...parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw ; WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE. When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl. Then nightly... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - Počet stránok 746
...sings the staring owl, Tu-whoo ! Tu-whit ! tu-whoo ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns...parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw ; When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, " Then nightly sings the staring... | |
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