 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 632 էջ
...to make him eat twenty of his words. But do you use me thus, Ned? must I marry your sister? P. Hen. Well, thus we play the fools with the time; and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds, and mock us.—Is your master here in London? Bard. Yes, my lord. P. Hen. Where sups he? doth the old boar feed... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1807 - 382 էջ
...must I marry your sister? Poins. May the wench have no worse fortune ! but I never said so. P. Hen. Well, thus we play the fools with the time; and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds, and mock us.—Is your master here in London ? Bard. Yes, jny lord. P. Hen. Where sups he ? doth the old boar... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 514 էջ
...make him eat twenty of his words. But do you use me thus, Ned ? must I marry your sister ? P. Hen. Well, thus we play the fools with the time; and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds, and mock us.—Is your master here in London ? P. Hen. Where sups he ? doth the old boar feed in the old frank... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1811 - 534 էջ
...must I marry your sister ? Poins. May the wench have no worse fortune I but I never said so. P. Hen. Well, thus we play the fools with the time , and the spirits of the wise sit in the clonds, :nl mock us. — Is your master here in London .' Bard. Yes, my lord. P. Hen. Where sups he... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1817 - 372 էջ
...Pains. May the wench have no worse fortune! but I never said so. P. Hen. Well, thus we play the fool with the time ; and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds, and mock us. —Is g'our master here in London ? P. Hen. Where sups he ? doth the old boar feed in the old frank ?; Bard.... | |
 | John Nichols - 1817 - 874 էջ
...the page's reply, that this speech should be placed to BARDOLF. P. SOI. Well, thus we play the fool with the time, and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us. Do you think our Poet might owe the foundation of this thought to Lucretius, 1. II. v. 7 ? Sed nil... | |
 | 1843 - 832 էջ
...of life — the changes — the sudden rise — the violent fall of men I Well may the player say, ' The spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us.' They do, they do ; what a spectacle for gods is man ! This woman, sir — this arrogant, this supercilious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1814 - 478 էջ
...must I marry your sister? Poins. May the wench have no worse fortune ! but I never said so. P. Hen. Well, thus we play the fools with the time ; and the spirits of the wise sit in the clonds, and mock us. — Is your master here in London ? Bard. Yes, my lord. Bard. Al l\w old place,... | |
 | 1824 - 878 էջ
...his own day, while he was living the life of a zealous and faithful Christian minister. But it is " thus we play the fools with the time ; and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock. us." Exalted above all the folly of human wisdom, the spirit of this truly good and pious man is now, it... | |
 | 1824 - 844 էջ
...his own day, while he was living the life of a zealous and faithful Christian minister. But it is " thus we play the fools with the time ; and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us." Exalted above all the folly of human wisdom, the spirit of this truly good and pious man is now, it... | |
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Well, thus we play the fools with the time; and the spirits of the wise sit in the clouds, and mock us. 
