"But turning around within the homely shell... of worry, discontent, and narrow joy... we grow and flourish and rarely see... | |
"Great unrest and discontent are marching across the world..." | |
"I grieve and dare not show my discontent. | |
"It is the winter of our discontent." | |
"Now is the winter of our discontent "Made glorious summer by this sun of York" | |
"But turning around within the homely shell... of worry, discontent, and narrow joy... we grow and flourish and rarely see... | |
"Great unrest and discontent are marching across the world..." | |
"I grieve and dare not show my discontent. | |
"It is the winter of our discontent." | |
"Now is the winter of our discontent "Made glorious summer by this sun of York" | |
"Let thy discontents be thy secrets. " | |
And to your quick-conceiving discontents I'll read you matter deep and dangerous. Send danger from the east unto the west, | |
Dissemble all your griefs and discontents. | |
Is it civilisation and its discontents or uh... you, me and the monkeys? | |
Now I will unclasp a secret book, And to your quick-conceiving discontents I'll read you matter deep and dangerous. | |
"Let thy discontents be thy secrets. " | |
And to your quick-conceiving discontents I'll read you matter deep and dangerous. Send danger from the east unto the west, | |
Dissemble all your griefs and discontents. | |
Is it civilisation and its discontents or uh... you, me and the monkeys? | |
Now I will unclasp a secret book, And to your quick-conceiving discontents I'll read you matter deep and dangerous. | |
# With what you want # # You're discontented # | |
- I mustn't make you discontented. | |
- You have been restless, discontented. | |
20 million discontented females in the British Isles and every blessed one of them is writing a novel. | |
A Duma would make them bewildered and discontented. | |
# With what you want # # You're discontented # | |
- I mustn't make you discontented. | |
- You have been restless, discontented. | |
20 million discontented females in the British Isles and every blessed one of them is writing a novel. | |
A Duma would make them bewildered and discontented. | |