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|125 O, world, how apt the poor are to be proud! 126 If one should be a prey, how |
much the better 127 To fall before the lion than the wolf! Degree: “step; grize in
line 122 is a synonym” (Riverside, 459) Grize: “step” (Jordan); 'tis . . . proof: “i.e. ...
|William Shakespeare. For we very often pity enemies. OLIVIA Why, then, |
methinks 'tis time to smile again. Why, then, I think it is time to smile again. O,
world, how apt the poor are to be proud! Oh, world, how appropriate the poor are
to be ...
|My love, more noble than the world, Prizes not quantity of dirty lands iL 4. *T was |
never merry world Since lowly feigning was called compliment iiL 1. Methinks 't is
time to smile again. O world, how apt the poor are to be proud ! iii. 1. I am afraid ...
|O world, how apt the poor are to be proud ! I. Twelfth Night. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 138. |
Pride hath no other glass To show itself but pride, for supple knees Feed
arrogance and are the proud man's fees. m. Troilus and Cressida. Act III. Sc. 3. L.
|Of course, misfortune stood for poverty, but poverty was taken for granted and |
you thought no more about it until we stirred up ... “'O world! How apt the poor are
to be proud,' so the bard wrote in Twelfth Night and so we all know that to be true.
|II. 3 OTHERS— SELF ... You talk of pride; O, that you could turn your eyes |
towards the napes of your necks, and make but an interior survey of your good
selves ! Coriolanus n I POOR (THE) O ! world, how apt the poor are to be proud !
|Not he who has little, but he whose wishes more, is poor. - Seneca There is a |
noble manner of being poor, and who does not know it will never be rich. -
Seneca O world, how apt the poor are to be proud! - Shakespeare, William The
|I do hate a proud man, as I hate the engendering of toads. T. C. ii. 3. O world, how |
apt the poor are to be proud ! ' T. N. iii. 4. He that is proud, eats up himself; pride
is his own glass, his own trumpet, his own chronicle ; and whatever praises ...
|Under your hard construction must I sit, To force that on you, in a shameful |
cunning, Which you knew none of yours: What might you think? Have you not ...
Why, then, methinks, 'tis time to smile again: O world, how apt the poor are to be