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. The Advanced Reader - Page 1211866 - 400 pagesFull view - About this book
| David L. Sills, Robert King Merton - Social Science - 2000 - 466 pages
...many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. Then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And...school. And then the lover. Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier. Full of strange oaths, and bearded like... | |
| Alec Reed - Business & Economics - 2001 - 168 pages
...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...school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like... | |
| Frances Mayes - Language Arts & Disciplines - 2001 - 548 pages
...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...then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwilling to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace,... | |
| Carol Rawlings Miller - Education - 2001 - 84 pages
...His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mew/ing and puking in the nurse's arms. crying meekly And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel...school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like... | |
| Harold Bloom - Characters and characteristics in literature - 2001 - 750 pages
...parts, / His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, / Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. /Then, the whining school-boy, with his satchel /And...And then the lover, / Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad / Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, / Full of strange oaths, and bearded... | |
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