The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, from the Text of Johnson, Stevens and Reed: With Glossarial Notes, Life, &c, Том 5Routledge, Warne & Routledge, 1862 |
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... gone , and the sore eyes see clear : To stop the air would hurt them . The blind mole casts Copp'd hills towards heaven , to tell , the earth is wrong'd By man's oppression ; and the poor worm doth die for't . Kings are earth's gods ...
... gone , and the sore eyes see clear : To stop the air would hurt them . The blind mole casts Copp'd hills towards heaven , to tell , the earth is wrong'd By man's oppression ; and the poor worm doth die for't . Kings are earth's gods ...
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... gone to travel . Thal . How , the king gone ! Hel . If further yet you will be satisfied , Why , as it were unlicensed of your loves , [ 4side . He would depart , I'll give some light unto you . Being at Antioch- Thal . What from ...
... gone to travel . Thal . How , the king gone ! Hel . If further yet you will be satisfied , Why , as it were unlicensed of your loves , [ 4side . He would depart , I'll give some light unto you . Being at Antioch- Thal . What from ...
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... Most honour'd Cleon , I must needs be gone ; My twelve months are expired , and Tyrus stands In a litigious peace . You , and your lady , Take from my heart all thankfulness ! The gods Make SCENE III . ] 31 PERICLES , PRINCE OF TYRE .
... Most honour'd Cleon , I must needs be gone ; My twelve months are expired , and Tyrus stands In a litigious peace . You , and your lady , Take from my heart all thankfulness ! The gods Make SCENE III . ] 31 PERICLES , PRINCE OF TYRE .
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... gone thorough for this piece , ‡ you see : if you like her , so ; if not , I have lost my earnest . Bawd . Boult , has she any qualities ? * Is not equal to . † I. e . half open . Bid a high price for her . Boult . She has a good face ...
... gone thorough for this piece , ‡ you see : if you like her , so ; if not , I have lost my earnest . Bawd . Boult , has she any qualities ? * Is not equal to . † I. e . half open . Bid a high price for her . Boult . She has a good face ...
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... gone . She did distaint my child , and stood between Her and her fortunes : None would look on her , But cast their gazes on Marina's face ; Whilst ours was blurted at , and held a malkin , Not worth the time of day . § It pierced me ...
... gone . She did distaint my child , and stood between Her and her fortunes : None would look on her , But cast their gazes on Marina's face ; Whilst ours was blurted at , and held a malkin , Not worth the time of day . § It pierced me ...
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Сторінка 502 - CXLVI Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, . . . these rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross; Within be fed, without...
Сторінка 465 - And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight : Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Сторінка 474 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end ; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Сторінка 461 - 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; Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd ; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd; But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou...
Сторінка 487 - The forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath?
Сторінка 472 - The canker blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses. Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses: But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd, and unrespected fade; Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so; Of their sweet deaths, are sweetest odours made: And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth, When that shall vade, by verse distills your truth.
Сторінка 463 - May make seem bare, in wanting words to show it, But that I hope some good conceit of thine In thy soul's thought, all naked, will bestow it; Till whatsoever star that guides my moving Points on me graciously with fair aspect And puts apparel on my tatter'd loving, To show me worthy of thy sweet respect: Then may I dare to boast how I do love thee; Till then not show my head where thou mayst prove me.
Сторінка 394 - By this, poor Wat, far off upon a hill, Stands on his hinder legs with listening ear, To hearken if his foes pursue him still ; Anon their loud alarums he doth hear ; And now his grief may be compared well To one sore sick that hears the passing-bell.
Сторінка 500 - 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...
Сторінка 473 - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme ; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone besmear'd with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And broils root out the work of masonry, Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your memory.