Shakspeare's Sonnets Never Before Interpreted: His Private Friends Identified: Together with a Recorded Likeness of HimselfLongmans, Green, and Company, 1866 - 603 стор. |
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... soul to a pitch of poetry , as the passion of love . ' This opinion , that the sonnets were addressed to a mistress , appears to have obtained , until disputed by Steevens and Malone . In 1780 , the last- named critic published his ...
... soul to a pitch of poetry , as the passion of love . ' This opinion , that the sonnets were addressed to a mistress , appears to have obtained , until disputed by Steevens and Malone . In 1780 , the last- named critic published his ...
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... soul . Yet , we may see in the sonnets many traces of the painful struggles it cost him to maintain his moral empire . His mind was a fountain of free fresh energy , yet the sonnets show how he fell into the deeps of painful despondency ...
... soul . Yet , we may see in the sonnets many traces of the painful struggles it cost him to maintain his moral empire . His mind was a fountain of free fresh energy , yet the sonnets show how he fell into the deeps of painful despondency ...
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... soul or his genius or his art . C It is Shakspeare who in the 1st sonnet is the only herald to the blooming spring ' of modern literature , and the world's fresh ornament . The beast that bears ' the speaker in sonnet 51 is the poet's ...
... soul or his genius or his art . C It is Shakspeare who in the 1st sonnet is the only herald to the blooming spring ' of modern literature , and the world's fresh ornament . The beast that bears ' the speaker in sonnet 51 is the poet's ...
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... soul which in thy breast doth lie . Hence ever then my heart is in thy breast . Sonnet 109 . Love's Labour's Lost . I do forgive thy robbery , gentle Thief , Altho ' thou steal thee all my poverty . - Sonnet 40 . That sweet Thief which ...
... soul which in thy breast doth lie . Hence ever then my heart is in thy breast . Sonnet 109 . Love's Labour's Lost . I do forgive thy robbery , gentle Thief , Altho ' thou steal thee all my poverty . - Sonnet 40 . That sweet Thief which ...
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... soul and the souls of his ancestors . " When it pleased the divine goodness to take to his mercy this great earl , he left behind to succeed him Henry , Earl of Southampton , his son ( now living ) , being then a child . But here ...
... soul and the souls of his ancestors . " When it pleased the divine goodness to take to his mercy this great earl , he left behind to succeed him Henry , Earl of Southampton , his son ( now living ) , being then a child . But here ...
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Shakspeare's Sonnets Never Before Interpreted: His Private Friends ... Gerald Massey Повний перегляд - 1866 |
Shakspeare's Sonnets Never Before Interpreted: His Private Friends ... Gerald Massey Повний перегляд - 1866 |
Shakspeare's Sonnets Never Before Interpreted: His Private Friends ... Gerald Massey Повний перегляд - 1866 |
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ampton beauty begetter called character Court dear death dedication dost doth Earl of Southampton Earl's Elizabeth Vernon Essex expression eyes face fact fair favour feeling flower Fortune friendship Gentlemen of Verona give grace hath heart heaven honour King Lady Rich latter sonnets letter lines live look Lord Lord Mountjoy Love's Love's Labour's Lost lover Majesty Marlowe marriage married meaning mind Mistress Mountjoy Muse Nash nature night noble passion patron Penelope Devereux personal sonnets play poem Poet Poet's poetry praise printed private friends Queen Rowland White says sense Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's Sonnets Sidney smiling sonnet 38 sonnet 54 sonnet 70 soul speaker speaks speare spirit sweet tears tell tender thee thine things Thorpe thou art thought touch true truth Venus and Adonis verse whilst William Herbert woman words write written young youth
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Сторінка 292 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it : for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Сторінка 125 - How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower ? O, how shall summer's honey breath hold out Against the wreckful siege of battering days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout, Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays...
Сторінка 206 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Сторінка 125 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Сторінка 26 - Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire ? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require. Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you...
Сторінка 593 - If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy Love.
Сторінка 543 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang; In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest...
Сторінка 121 - What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you ; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new...
Сторінка 169 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah ! yet...
Сторінка 271 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.