Shakespeare's Venvs & AdonisJ.M. Dent & Company, 1593 - 106 стор. |
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... prove her , " etc. Perhaps the most interesting of the early allusions to " Venus and Adonis " are to be found in the Cambridge play , " The Return from Parnassus " ( the second of the three " Parnassus " plays ) , acted at St John's ...
... prove her , " etc. Perhaps the most interesting of the early allusions to " Venus and Adonis " are to be found in the Cambridge play , " The Return from Parnassus " ( the second of the three " Parnassus " plays ) , acted at St John's ...
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... prove that his Latin was too little to enable him to follow the story as printed in Field's dainty edition of the Metamorphoses , or in any other edition . * Anyhow , his plot departs from Ovid's in many de- tails . Shakespeare may have ...
... prove that his Latin was too little to enable him to follow the story as printed in Field's dainty edition of the Metamorphoses , or in any other edition . * Anyhow , his plot departs from Ovid's in many de- tails . Shakespeare may have ...
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... prove : Backward she push'd him , as she would be thrust , And govern'd him in strength , though not in lust . So soon was she along as he was down , Each leaning on their elbows and their hips : Now doth she stroke his cheek , now doth ...
... prove : Backward she push'd him , as she would be thrust , And govern'd him in strength , though not in lust . So soon was she along as he was down , Each leaning on their elbows and their hips : Now doth she stroke his cheek , now doth ...
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... prove nothing worth : The colt that's back'd and burthen'd being young Loseth his pride , and never waxeth strong . You hurt my hand with wringing ; let us part , And leave this idle theme , this bootless chat : Remove your siege from ...
... prove nothing worth : The colt that's back'd and burthen'd being young Loseth his pride , and never waxeth strong . You hurt my hand with wringing ; let us part , And leave this idle theme , this bootless chat : Remove your siege from ...
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... prove , He will not manage her , although he mount her ; That worse than Tantalus ' is her annoy , To clip Elysium , and to lack her joy . Even so poor birds , deceived with painted grapes , Do surfeit by the eye and pine the maw , Even ...
... prove , He will not manage her , although he mount her ; That worse than Tantalus ' is her annoy , To clip Elysium , and to lack her joy . Even so poor birds , deceived with painted grapes , Do surfeit by the eye and pine the maw , Even ...
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Shakespeare's Venvs & Adonis: &c. with Preface, Glossary, Etc William Shakespeare Повний перегляд - 1906 |
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Anon arms beauty blood boar breast breath cheek Cytherea dead death delight disdain dost doth edition embrace England's Helicon face fair fancy favour fear fire flower forlorn foul Francis Meres frown gentle grief hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly Hero and Leander hounds immortal Book Jaggard kiss lips live looks Love's Labour's Lost Lucrece Lust's Marlowe's morn Ne'er never night nought Ovid P.P. xix P.P. xv pale Passionate Pilgrim pity poem poet printed proud queen quoth rhyming Richard Barnfield Richard Field scorn servile Shake Shakespearian shalt shame shine shouldst sighs silly sing smell soft song Sonnets sorrow speare's spring St John's College Steevens conj strike sweet tears tender Tereu Thammuz thee Thine eye thou art thyself title-page tongue unto vaded Venus and Adonis weep Whereat wind wound young Youth ΙΟ
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Сторінка iv - No man was ever yet a great poet, without being at the same time a profound philosopher. For poetry is the blossom and the fragrancy of all human knowledge, human thoughts, human passions, emotions, language.
Сторінка 96 - A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
Сторінка 96 - 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 47 - Love comforteth like sunshine after rain, But lust's effect is tempest after sun ; Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain, Lust's winter comes ere summer half be done : Love surfeits not, lust like a glutton dies ; Love is all truth, lust full of forged lies.
Сторінка 80 - If music and sweet poetry agree, As they must needs, the sister and the brother, Then must the love be great 'twixt thee and me, Because thou lov'st the one, and I the other. Dowland to thee is dear, whose heavenly touch Upon the lute doth ravish human sense; Spenser to me, whose deep conceit is such As, passing all conceit, needs no defence. Thou lov'st to hear the sweet melodious sound That Phoebus...
Сторінка 19 - Look when a painter would surpass the life In limning out a well-proportion'd steed, His art with nature's workmanship at strife, As if the dead the living should exceed: So did this horse excel a common one, In shape, in courage, colour, pace and bone.
Сторінка 73 - When my love swears that she is made of truth I do believe her, though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutor'd youth, Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young, Although she knows my days are past the best, Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue: On both sides thus is simple truth suppress'd.
Сторінка 98 - Every one that flatters thee Is no friend in misery. Words are easy, like the wind; Faithful friends are hard to find: Every man will be thy friend Whilst thou hast wherewith to spend; But if store of crowns be scant, No man will supply thy want. If that one be prodigal, Bountiful they will him call, And with such-like flattering, 'Pity but he were a king...
Сторінка 97 - Fie, fie, fie,' now would she cry ; ' Tereu, tereu ! ' by and by ; That to hear her so complain, Scarce I could from tears refrain ; For her griefs, so lively shown, Made me think upon mine own. Ah, thought I, thou mourn'st in vain ! None takes pity on thy pain : Senseless trees they cannot hear thee ; Ruthless...
Сторінка iv - Shakespeare's poems the creative power and the intellectual energy wrestle as in a war embrace. Each in its excess of strength seems to threaten the extinction of the other. At length in the drama they were reconciled, and fought each with its shield before the breast of the other. Or like two rapid streams that, at their first meeting within narrow and rocky banks, mutually strive to repel each other and intermix reluctantly and in tumult, but soon finding a wider channel and more yielding shores...