The Sonnets of William Shakspere, ed. by E. Dowden, Том 223Kegan Paul, Trench & Company, 1881 - 306 стор. |
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... dost thou spend V. VI . Those hours , that with gentle work did frame Then let not winter's ragged hand deface VII . Lo , in the Orient when the gracious light Music to hear , why hear'st thou music sadly Is it for fear to wet a widow's ...
... dost thou spend V. VI . Those hours , that with gentle work did frame Then let not winter's ragged hand deface VII . Lo , in the Orient when the gracious light Music to hear , why hear'st thou music sadly Is it for fear to wet a widow's ...
Сторінка viii
... dost thou make the shame XCVI . Some say , thy fault is youth , some wantonness XCVII . How like a winter hath my absence been XCVIII . From you have I been absent in the spring The forward violet thus did I chide XCIX . PAGE 158 158 ...
... dost thou make the shame XCVI . Some say , thy fault is youth , some wantonness XCVII . How like a winter hath my absence been XCVIII . From you have I been absent in the spring The forward violet thus did I chide XCIX . PAGE 158 158 ...
Сторінка ix
... dost thou to mine eyes When my love swears that she is made of truth 181 • 181 182 182 183 Love is my sin , and thy dear virtue hate Lo , as a careful housewife runs to catch Two loves I have of comfort and despair Those lips that ...
... dost thou to mine eyes When my love swears that she is made of truth 181 • 181 182 182 183 Love is my sin , and thy dear virtue hate Lo , as a careful housewife runs to catch Two loves I have of comfort and despair Those lips that ...
Сторінка 114
... dost thou spend Upon thyself thy beauty's legacy ? Nature's bequest gives nothing , but doth lend , And being frank , she lends to those are free : Then , beauteous niggard , why dost thou abuse The bounteous largess given thee to give ...
... dost thou spend Upon thyself thy beauty's legacy ? Nature's bequest gives nothing , but doth lend , And being frank , she lends to those are free : Then , beauteous niggard , why dost thou abuse The bounteous largess given thee to give ...
Сторінка 126
... dost him grace when clouds do blot the heaven : So flatter I the swart - complexion'd night ; When sparkling stars twire not thou gild'st the even . But day doth daily draw my sorrows longer , And night doth nightly make grief's length ...
... dost him grace when clouds do blot the heaven : So flatter I the swart - complexion'd night ; When sparkling stars twire not thou gild'st the even . But day doth daily draw my sorrows longer , And night doth nightly make grief's length ...
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absence addressed Anne Hathaway Astrophel and Stella beauty beauty's begetter Cheaper Edition Cloth CVIII CXLIV CXLVI CXXIX CXXVI CXXVII.-CLIV CXXXVIII dark woman death dedication Demy 8vo doth Dramatic Sonnets Dyce Earl Elizabeth Vernon F. J. Furnivall fair false Fcap friendship Frontispiece Gentlemen of Verona give hath heart Henry Willobie Illustrations King Henry Large post 8vo lines live look Love's Labour's Lost Lucrece LXXVIII LXXXVI Malone means mind mistress Muse night Passionate Pilgrim Pembroke perhaps Personal Sonnets Poems Portrait praise price 75 Prof Quarto rival poet Second Edition Shak Shakspere Shakspere's friend Shakspere's Sonnets Small crown 8vo Songs Sonnets I.-CXXVI soul Southampton spere spirit Staunton proposes Steevens thee thine eyes thou art thou dost thought thy sweet thyself Time's tion Translated true truth Venus and Adonis verse vols Will's William Herbert William Shakespeare words write written XLVIII XXXII youth
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Сторінка 159 - They that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone. Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow. They rightly do inherit heaven's graces And husband nature's riches from expense-, They are the lords and owners of their faces. Others but stewards of their excellence. The summer's flower is to the summer sweet. Though to itself it only live and die; But if that flower with base infection meet.
Сторінка 127 - When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope...
Сторінка 161 - Saturn laughed and leaped with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell...
Сторінка 139 - O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live.
Сторінка 113 - From fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time decease, His tender heir might bear his memory : But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel, Making a famine where abundance lies, Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel. Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament And only herald to the gaudy spring, Within thine own bud buriest thy content.
Сторінка 222 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds ' To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
Сторінка 121 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Сторінка 156 - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate. The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving ? The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, And so my patent back again is swerving.
Сторінка 126 - But then begins a journey in my head To work my mind, when body's work's expired : For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping eyelids open wide...
Сторінка 145 - Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'ersways their power, How with this rage...