Comus: A Mask: Presented at Ludlow Castle 1634, Before the Earl of Bridgewater, Then President of WalesT. Bensley, 1799 - 124 стор. |
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... head , his sword wrested from his hand , a glass broken , and a light extin- guished . The names of some of the characters , as Sacrapant , Chorebus , and others , are taken from the Orlando Furioso . The history of Meroe , a witch ...
... head , his sword wrested from his hand , a glass broken , and a light extin- guished . The names of some of the characters , as Sacrapant , Chorebus , and others , are taken from the Orlando Furioso . The history of Meroe , a witch ...
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... head , and he is disarmed and killed , by a Spirit in the shape and character of a beautiful page of fifteen years old , she still remains subject to the magician's inchantment . But in a subse- f See Reed's Old Plays , vi . 426. xii ...
... head , and he is disarmed and killed , by a Spirit in the shape and character of a beautiful page of fifteen years old , she still remains subject to the magician's inchantment . But in a subse- f See Reed's Old Plays , vi . 426. xii ...
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... red , " Combe me smoothe , and stroke my head , " And thou shalt haue some cockell bread ! " Gently dippe , but not too deepe , " For feare thou make the golden beard to weepe ! " Faire maiden , white and redde , " Combe 40.
... red , " Combe me smoothe , and stroke my head , " And thou shalt haue some cockell bread ! " Gently dippe , but not too deepe , " For feare thou make the golden beard to weepe ! " Faire maiden , white and redde , " Combe 40.
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... head ; " And euery haire a sheaue shall be , " And euery sheaue a golden tree ! " With this stage direction , " A head comes vp full " of gold ; she combes it into her lap . " I must not omit , that Shakspeare seems also to have had an ...
... head ; " And euery haire a sheaue shall be , " And euery sheaue a golden tree ! " With this stage direction , " A head comes vp full " of gold ; she combes it into her lap . " I must not omit , that Shakspeare seems also to have had an ...
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... rosy twine , Dropping odours , dropping wine . Rigour now is gone to bed , And advice with scrupulous head . Strict age and sour severity , With their grave saws , in slumber lie . 1 We , that are of purer fire , Imitate the 51.
... rosy twine , Dropping odours , dropping wine . Rigour now is gone to bed , And advice with scrupulous head . Strict age and sour severity , With their grave saws , in slumber lie . 1 We , that are of purer fire , Imitate the 51.
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Сторінка 117 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Сторінка 118 - Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing; And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure; But, first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon...
Сторінка 122 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
Сторінка 84 - Wherewith she sits on diamond rocks, Sleeking her soft alluring locks; By all the nymphs that nightly dance Upon thy streams with wily glance: Rise, rise, and heave thy rosy head From thy coral-paven bed, And bridle in thy headlong wave, Till thou our summons answered have.
Сторінка 88 - To the ocean now I fly, And those happy climes that lie Where day never shuts his eye, Up in the broad fields of the sky. There I suck the liquid air, 980 All amidst the gardens fair Of Hesperus, and his daughters three That sing about the golden tree.
Сторінка 121 - Canace to wife, That owned the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride; And if aught else, great bards beside, In sage and solemn tunes have sung, Of tourneys and of trophies hung; Of forests, and enchantments drear, Where more is meant than meets the ear.
Сторінка 119 - And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Сторінка 53 - Of some chaste footing near about this ground. Run to your shrouds within these brakes and trees ; Our number may affright. Some virgin sure (For so I can distinguish by...
Сторінка 67 - How charming is divine Philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns.
Сторінка 121 - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That own'd the virtuous ring and glass ; And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...