The Works of Ben Jonson...: With Notes Critical and Explanatory, and a Biographical Memoir, Том 8G. and W. Nicol, 1816 |
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... Infamy Thou serv'st , and follow'st , scorn of all the Muses ! Go revel with thine ignorant admirers , Let worthy names alone . Chro . O , you , the Curious , Breathe you to see a passage so injurious , Done 6 TIME VINDICATED .
... Infamy Thou serv'st , and follow'st , scorn of all the Muses ! Go revel with thine ignorant admirers , Let worthy names alone . Chro . O , you , the Curious , Breathe you to see a passage so injurious , Done 6 TIME VINDICATED .
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... thine , And both the beestning of our goats and kine ; As thou our folds dost still secure , And keep'st our fountains sweet and pure ; Driv'st hence the wolf , the tod , the brock , Or other vermin from the flock . That we , presero'd ...
... thine , And both the beestning of our goats and kine ; As thou our folds dost still secure , And keep'st our fountains sweet and pure ; Driv'st hence the wolf , the tod , the brock , Or other vermin from the flock . That we , presero'd ...
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... thine , this better could , than I ; But for their powers , accept my piety . XV . ON COURT - WORM . All men are worms ; but this no man . In silk ' Twas brought to court first wrapt , and white as milk ; Where , afterwards , it grew a ...
... thine , this better could , than I ; But for their powers , accept my piety . XV . ON COURT - WORM . All men are worms ; but this no man . In silk ' Twas brought to court first wrapt , and white as milk ; Where , afterwards , it grew a ...
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... thine . 7 That breathes in his dog's way . ] " Breathes ( Whalley says ) is intended to express what Shakspeare means when he de- scribes such as " breathe in their watering . " There is no end to this nonsense , since Steevens first ...
... thine . 7 That breathes in his dog's way . ] " Breathes ( Whalley says ) is intended to express what Shakspeare means when he de- scribes such as " breathe in their watering . " There is no end to this nonsense , since Steevens first ...
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... thine , I tax , yet do not own my rhymes : ' Twere madness in thee , to betray thy fame , And person to the world , ere I thy name . XXXI . ON BANKS THE USURER . BANKS feels no lameness of his knotty gout , His monies travel for him in ...
... thine , I tax , yet do not own my rhymes : ' Twere madness in thee , to betray thy fame , And person to the world , ere I thy name . XXXI . ON BANKS THE USURER . BANKS feels no lameness of his knotty gout , His monies travel for him in ...
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Acci appears beauty Ben Jonson better brave call'd called captain Chloridia Cook COUNTESS OF BEDFORD court Cupid dance dare dost doth earl earl of Newcastle Ears envy epigram EPISTLE EPITAPH eyes fair Fame fate father favour fear feast Fitz folio fool fortune give glory grace Gundomar hath heart heaven honour Inigo Inigo Jones Johp Jonson king lady learned light lines live look lord Love's lover Masque MASQUERS master mistress muse never noble Nose PAN'S ANNIVERSARY Penshurst person piece play poem poet poet's poetry praise prince queen rhyme Richard Brome says scarce Shakspeare shew sing sir Henry sir Henry Carey sir Philip Sidney SONG soul spirit sport sweet tell thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought triumph true truth unto verse VIII virtue Vitruvius WHAL Whalley Whilst word worth write
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Сторінка 269 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Сторінка 332 - Sweet Swan of Avon! what a sight it were To see thee in our waters yet appear, And make those flights upon the banks of Thames That so did take Eliza and our James!
Сторінка 231 - Weep with me, all you that read This little story : And know, for whom a tear you shed Death's self is sorry. 'Twas a child that so did thrive In grace and feature, As heaven and nature seemed to strive Which owned the creature.
Сторінка 328 - Soul of the age! The applause, delight, the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare, rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room: Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read and praise to give.
Сторінка 160 - Camden, most reverend head, to whom I owe All that I am in arts, all that I know (How nothing's that); to whom my country owes The great renown and name wherewith she goes; Than thee the age sees not that thing more grave, More high, more holy, that she more would crave.
Сторінка 31 - The fig-tree, not that kind for fruit renown'd, But such as, at this day, to Indians known; In Malabar or Decan spreads her arms, Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillar'd shade, High overarch'd, and echoing walks between...
Сторінка 328 - To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame ; While I confess thy writings to be such, As neither man, nor muse, can praise too much, 'Tis true, and all men's suffrage.
Сторінка 440 - But I have and do reverence him for the greatness that was only proper to himself, in that he seemed to me ever, by his work, one of the greatest men, and most worthy of admiration, that had been in many ages. In his adversity I ever prayed that God would give him strength; for greatness he could not want.* Neither could I condole* in a word or syllable for him, as knowing no accident* could do harm to virtue, but rather help to make it manifest.
Сторінка 330 - Euripides, and Sophocles to us, Pacuvius, Accius, him of Cordova dead, To life again, to hear thy buskin tread, And shake a stage; or, when thy socks were on, Leave thee alone for the comparison Of all that insolent Greece or haughty Rome Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come.
Сторінка 194 - I meant the day-star should not brighter rise, Nor lend like influence from his lucent seat. I meant she should be courteous, facile, sweet, Hating that solemn vice of greatness — pride ; I meant each softest virtue there should meet, Fit in that softer bosom to reside. Only a learned and manly soul I purposed her : that should, with even powers, The rock, the spindle, and the shears control Of Destiny, and spin her own free hours.