The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: Poems. Verses among the additional poems to Chester's Love's martyr, 1601. Illustrations of A lover's complaint, The passionate pilgrim, &c. Supplementary notice to the poems. Supplementary notice to the Roman playsPhillips, Sampson, 1851 - 38 стор. |
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... young to know what conscience is ; Yet who knows not conscience is born of love ? Then , gentle cheater , urge not my amiss , Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove . " 2 Tires , tears , preys . The image is to be found without ...
... young to know what conscience is ; Yet who knows not conscience is born of love ? Then , gentle cheater , urge not my amiss , Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove . " 2 Tires , tears , preys . The image is to be found without ...
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... young , and so unkind ! What bare excuses mak'st thou to begone ! I'll sigh celestial breath , whose gentle wind Shall cool the heat of this descending sun ; I'll make a shadow for thee of my hairs ; If they burn too , I'll quench them ...
... young , and so unkind ! What bare excuses mak'st thou to begone ! I'll sigh celestial breath , whose gentle wind Shall cool the heat of this descending sun ; I'll make a shadow for thee of my hairs ; If they burn too , I'll quench them ...
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... young , and proud , Adonis ' trampling courser doth espy , And forth she rushes , snorts , and neighs aloud : The strong - necked steed , being tied unto a tree , Breaketh his rein , and to her straight goes he . Imperiously he leaps ...
... young , and proud , Adonis ' trampling courser doth espy , And forth she rushes , snorts , and neighs aloud : The strong - necked steed , being tied unto a tree , Breaketh his rein , and to her straight goes he . Imperiously he leaps ...
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... jot diminished , They wither in their prime , prove nothing worth : The colt that's backed and burthened being young Loseth his pride , and never waxeth strong . " You hurt my hand with wringing ; let us VENUS AND ADONIS . 27.
... jot diminished , They wither in their prime , prove nothing worth : The colt that's backed and burthened being young Loseth his pride , and never waxeth strong . " You hurt my hand with wringing ; let us VENUS AND ADONIS . 27.
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... See note on that passage . 2 Bate signifies strife . Mrs. Quickly says that John Rugby is no breed - bate . 3 Spring , bud , or young shoot . VOL . VIII . 4 Under whose sharp fangs on his back doth lie An VENUS AND ADONIS . 37.
... See note on that passage . 2 Bate signifies strife . Mrs. Quickly says that John Rugby is no breed - bate . 3 Spring , bud , or young shoot . VOL . VIII . 4 Under whose sharp fangs on his back doth lie An VENUS AND ADONIS . 37.
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Antony bear beauteous beauty's behold blood breast breath brow Brutus Cæsar Cassius character cheeks Collatine Coriolanus dead dear death deeds delight desire dost thou doth England's Helicon face fair fair lords false faults fear flowers foul gentle give grace grief hand hate hath heart heaven honor Julius Cæsar kiss lines lips live look love's Love's Labor's Lost LOVER'S COMPLAINT Lucrece lust Malone mayst mind mistress muse never night painted Passionate Pilgrim pity Plutarch poem poet poor praise pride proud quoth rhyme Roman Rome scene shadow Shakspeare Shakspeare's shalt shame sight Sonnets sorrow soul speak stanzas Tarquin tears tell thee thine eye thing thou art thou dost thou wilt thought thy beauty thy love thy sweet thyself Time's tongue true truth Venus and Adonis verse weep Whilst William Jaggard words wound young Rome youth
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Сторінка 175 - Against the wreckful siege of battering days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout, Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays ? O fearful meditation ! where, alack, Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back ? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O, none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
Сторінка 172 - 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 253 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Сторінка 246 - Two loves I have of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest' me still; The better angel is a man right fair, The worser spirit a woman, colored ill. To win me soon to hell, my female evil Tempteth my better angel from my side, And would corrupt my saint to be a devil, Wooing his purity with her foul pride.
Сторінка 155 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate: For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings, That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Сторінка 170 - But you like none, none you, for constant heart. LIV 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. 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....
Сторінка 148 - 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 265 - HOW like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's bareness every where! And yet this time removed was summer's time; The teeming autumn, big with rich increase, Bearing the wanton burden of the prime, Like widow'd wombs after their lords...
Сторінка 193 - Saturn laugh'd and leap'd 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, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew: Nor did I wonder at the...
Сторінка 203 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.