When service should in my old limbs lie lame And unregarded age in corners thrown : Take that, and He that doth the ravens feed, Yea, providently caters for the sparrow, Be comfort to my age ! Here is the gold ; All this I give you. As You Like it: With Introduction & Notes - 第 24 頁William Shakespeare 著 - 1891 - 164 頁完整檢視 - 關於此書
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| Merriam-Webster, Inc - 1984 - 950 頁
...appetite or desires. Cater basically implies the provision of what is needed in the way of food and drink <he that doth the ravens feed, yea, providently caters for the sparrow — Shak.) The term especially implies provision of food and drink ready for the table <a firm that... | |
| Don Nigro - 1986 - 104 頁
...boisterous sword enforce a thievish living on the common road? But do not so. I have five hundred crowns. Take that, and he that doth the ravens feed, yea providently, caters to the sparrow. Let me be your servant: though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty. ( three loud... | |
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