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appears artists attention Bangor House bears begins better BIRDS bold cloth Collection comes commentators common COMPARATIVE CONSIDERED curious cuts designs division of human early edition Editor Elegy employed engraved evinced exits figure FISHES five four ages Full grate ground Hebrew Henley Hilton's HISTORY OF BRITISH HOLY honour hope hopeless hundred guineas illus Illustrations infant inlaid instances interesting Jaques JOHN VAN VOORST JUSTICE kindly kindness king Lady Callcott LAST SCENE LEAN AND SLIPPER'D LIST LONDON matter mentioned moral natural notes passage PATERNOSTER ROW periods person placed plays poet poor Post 8vo present prints PROFESSOR progress quod R. A. JOHN THOMPSON Rabbi received reference remarks representing reputation Royal SAMUEL says Seven Ages Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shoe Lane Sienna Sir Augustus Callcott sketch spared stage thanks trace travell turned twenty Vanity WILLIAM wish wood writer young youth
Page 10 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits, and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms; And then, the whining school-boy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school: And then, the lover; Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress...
Page 10 - And then, the justice, In fair round belly, with good capon lined, With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances, And so he plays his part : The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon ; With spectacles on nose and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shanks : and his big manly voice, Turning again towards childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound : Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful...
Page 10 - With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound.
Page 10 - And then the whining schoolboy with his satchel and shining morning face, creeping like snail unwillingly to school. And then the lover, sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad made to his mistress
Page 2 - Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities; all is vanity. What profit hath a man of all his labour which he taketh under the sun?