The poetical works of Shakspeare, with the life of the author. Cooke's ed., embellished with engravings |
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... praise to Shak fpeare that he fcarce ever blotted a line . they industriously propagated , as appears from what we are told by Ben Jonton , in his Difcoveries , and from the preface of Heminge and Condell to the first folio edition ...
... praise to Shak fpeare that he fcarce ever blotted a line . they industriously propagated , as appears from what we are told by Ben Jonton , in his Difcoveries , and from the preface of Heminge and Condell to the first folio edition ...
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... praise deferv'd thy beauty's ufe , If thou could'ft anfwer- " This fair child of mine " Shall fum my count , and make my old excufe- Proving his beauty by fucceffion thine . This were to be new made when thou art old , And fee thy blood ...
... praise deferv'd thy beauty's ufe , If thou could'ft anfwer- " This fair child of mine " Shall fum my count , and make my old excufe- Proving his beauty by fucceffion thine . This were to be new made when thou art old , And fee thy blood ...
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... praise . XXXIX . O how thy worth with manners may I fing , What can mine own praife to mine own felf bring ? When thou art all the better part of me ? And what is't but nine own , when I praife thee ? And our dear love lofe name of ...
... praise . XXXIX . O how thy worth with manners may I fing , What can mine own praife to mine own felf bring ? When thou art all the better part of me ? And what is't but nine own , when I praife thee ? And our dear love lofe name of ...
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... praise . LX . 815 820 Like as the waves make towards the pebbled fhore , So do our minutes haften to their end ... Praising thy worth , despite his cruel hand . LXI . Is it thy will , thy image should keep open My heavy eye - lids to the ...
... praise . LX . 815 820 Like as the waves make towards the pebbled fhore , So do our minutes haften to their end ... Praising thy worth , despite his cruel hand . LXI . Is it thy will , thy image should keep open My heavy eye - lids to the ...
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... praise , Painting my age with beauty of thy days . LXIII . Against my love fhall be , as I am now , 850 855 862 865 With time's injurious hand crufh'd and o'erworn ; 875 When hours have drain'd his blood , and fill'd his brow With lines ...
... praise , Painting my age with beauty of thy days . LXIII . Against my love fhall be , as I am now , 850 855 862 865 With time's injurious hand crufh'd and o'erworn ; 875 When hours have drain'd his blood , and fill'd his brow With lines ...
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Adonis againſt bafe beauty beauty's beft breaft breath cheeks Collatine dead dear death defire doth E'en e'er excufe eyes face faid fair falfe fame fatire fear feem feen fhadow fhall fhame fhew fhould fighs fight filly firft firſt flain fleep fome fometimes forrow foul fpring ftand ftill ftrive ftrong fubject fuch fummer's fweet gentle grief hath heart heaven herſelf himſelf honour kifs lefs lips live look love's Lucrece luft mind moft moſt muft muſt myſelf never night o'er obferved paffion pleaſure poor praife praiſe prefent Priam quoth fhe RAPE OF LUCRECE reafon reft rofe Sextus Tarquinius Shakspeare ſhall ſhame ſhe ſkill ſtand ſtate ſtay ſtill ſweet Tarquin tears thee thefe themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thou doft thought thouſand thro thyfelf time's tongue treaſure uſe Venus and Adonis weep whofe whoſe wilt youth