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... speaking of the Black Prince's Victory at Crefy , fays , While that bis Mountain Sire , on Mountain flanding , " Up in the Air crown'd with the Golden Sun , Saw his Heroic Seed , and smil'd to fee him Mangle the Work of Nature . Henry V ...
... speaking of the Black Prince's Victory at Crefy , fays , While that bis Mountain Sire , on Mountain flanding , " Up in the Air crown'd with the Golden Sun , Saw his Heroic Seed , and smil'd to fee him Mangle the Work of Nature . Henry V ...
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... speak in praise Of the Affembly ; blefs the Bride and Bridegroom In Perfon of fome God ; they're ty'd to Rules of Flattery . Maid's Tragedy , Act 1. Scene 1 . This was probably wrote by Beaumont with an eye to the Mask at Gray's Inn ...
... speak in praise Of the Affembly ; blefs the Bride and Bridegroom In Perfon of fome God ; they're ty'd to Rules of Flattery . Maid's Tragedy , Act 1. Scene 1 . This was probably wrote by Beaumont with an eye to the Mask at Gray's Inn ...
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... speak with contempt of thofe , whofe Merits are so much more confpicuous than his own ? But to do this , without an Affurance of being himself exempt from the like Mistakes , is as impolitic as it is unjuft . I have not now time for an ...
... speak with contempt of thofe , whofe Merits are so much more confpicuous than his own ? But to do this , without an Affurance of being himself exempt from the like Mistakes , is as impolitic as it is unjuft . I have not now time for an ...
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... Speaking now , Or murm'ring , where's my Serpent of old Nile ? For fo he calls me ; now I feed myself With most delicious Poison : Think on me That am with Phoebus ' am'rous Pinches black , And wrinkled deep in Time . Broad - fronted ...
... Speaking now , Or murm'ring , where's my Serpent of old Nile ? For fo he calls me ; now I feed myself With most delicious Poison : Think on me That am with Phoebus ' am'rous Pinches black , And wrinkled deep in Time . Broad - fronted ...
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... speak ' ft free and clean ; Such gloomy Senfe may pass for High and Proud , But true - born Wit ftill flies above the Cloud ; Thou knew'ft ' twas Impotence , what they call Height ; Who blufters ftrong i'th ' Dark , but creeps i'th ...
... speak ' ft free and clean ; Such gloomy Senfe may pass for High and Proud , But true - born Wit ftill flies above the Cloud ; Thou knew'ft ' twas Impotence , what they call Height ; Who blufters ftrong i'th ' Dark , but creeps i'th ...
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The Works of Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher, Том 1 Francis Beaumont,John Fletcher Повний перегляд - 1905 |
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Сторінка 174 - So high in thoughts as I. You left a kiss Upon these lips then, which I mean to keep From you for ever; I did hear you talk. Far above singing. After you were gone, I grew acquainted with my heart, and searched What stirred it so: alas, I found it love!
Сторінка 169 - Look you, friends, how gently he leads ! Upon my word, He's tame enough, he needs no further watching. Good my friends, go to your houses, And by me have your pardons and my love ; And know there shall be nothing in my power You may deserve, but you shall have your wishes : To give you more thanks, were to flatter you. Continue still your love ; and, for an earnest, Drink this.
Сторінка xiv - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid ! Heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life...
Сторінка lxviii - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
Сторінка xix - To-day, my lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
Сторінка 59 - Amin. This cannot be ! Evad. I do not kneel to live; I dare not hope it; The wrongs I did are greater. Look upon me, Though I appear with all my faults. Amin. Stand up. This is a new way to beget more sorrow : Heaven knows I have too many ! Do not mock me : Though I am tame, and bred up with my wrongs, Which are my foster-brothers, I may leap, Like a hand-wolf, into my natural wildness, And do an outrage.
Сторінка 21 - Lay a garland on my hearse, Of the dismal yew; Maidens, willow branches bear; Say I died true: My love was false, but I was firm From my hour of birth. Upon my buried body lie Lightly, gentle earth!
Сторінка 157 - Alas, my lord, my life is not a thing Worthy your noble thoughts ! 'tis not a life, 'Tis but a piece of childhood thrown away.
Сторінка xlii - Stand therefore, having your loins girt about with truth ; and having on the breast-plate of righteousness ; and your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace ; above all, taking the shield of faith, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked. And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God...
Сторінка 172 - Bel. Have you not seen it, nor the like ? Dion. Yes, I have seen the like, but readily I know not where. Bel. I have been often told In court of one Euphrasia...