 | Mrs. Inchbald - English drama - 1824 - 486 pages
...two. And sleeps again. This is that very Mab — Rom. Peace, peace ; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of...Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more unconstant than the wind. Ben. This wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves ; And \ve shall come... | |
 | Samuel Hibbert - Apparitions - 1825 - 500 pages
...IV. AN INQUIRY INTO THOSE LAWS OF MENTAL CONSCIOUSNESS WHICH GIVE RISE TO THE ILLUSIONS OF DREAMS. I talk of dreams, Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain phantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind.— SHAKSPEAKK.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 554 pages
...carriage22. This, this is she — Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace ; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of...as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 540 pages
...carriage 22 . This, this is she— Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of...as the air; And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 642 pages
...carriage22. This, this is she — Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of...as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his... | |
 | English drama - 1826 - 454 pages
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 | Theater - 1821 - 464 pages
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 | William Shakespeare, George Steevens - 1829 - 542 pages
...talk'st of nothing. •Mer. True, I talk of dreams Hliich are th« children of an idle brain, BejfOt of nothing but vain fantasy ; Which is as thin of...as the air; And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Kven now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 pages
...good carriage. This, this is she— Ram. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of...the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south. Ben. This wind, you talk of, blows... | |
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True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind... 
