The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Zväzok 20R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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Strana 17
... night ; Love keeps his revels where there are but twain ; Be bold to play , our sport is not in sight " : These blue - vein'd violets whereon we lean , Never can blab , nor know not we mean 9 . Les Muses lierent un jour Des chaisnes de ...
... night ; Love keeps his revels where there are but twain ; Be bold to play , our sport is not in sight " : These blue - vein'd violets whereon we lean , Never can blab , nor know not we mean 9 . Les Muses lierent un jour Des chaisnes de ...
Strana 19
... night , even where I list to sport me : Is love so light , sweet boy , and may it be That thou should'st think it heavy unto thee ? Is thine own heart to thine own face affected ? Can thy right hand seize love upon thy left ? Then woo ...
... night , even where I list to sport me : Is love so light , sweet boy , and may it be That thou should'st think it heavy unto thee ? Is thine own heart to thine own face affected ? Can thy right hand seize love upon thy left ? Then woo ...
Strana 39
... night ' . ' Her two BLUE windows - ] So , in Antony and Cleopatra : Downy windows , close ; 66 " And golden Phoebus never be beheld " Of eyes again so royal ! " Again , in Romeo and Juliet : thy eyes ' windows fall " Like death , when ...
... night ' . ' Her two BLUE windows - ] So , in Antony and Cleopatra : Downy windows , close ; 66 " And golden Phoebus never be beheld " Of eyes again so royal ! " Again , in Romeo and Juliet : thy eyes ' windows fall " Like death , when ...
Strana 42
... night's herald , shrieks " , ' tis very late ; The sheep are gone to fold , birds to their nest ; And coal - black clouds that shadow heaven's If light , Do summon us to part , and bid good night . Now let me say good night , and so say ...
... night's herald , shrieks " , ' tis very late ; The sheep are gone to fold , birds to their nest ; And coal - black clouds that shadow heaven's If light , Do summon us to part , and bid good night . Now let me say good night , and so say ...
Strana 45
... night I'll waste in sorrow , For my sick heart commands mine eyes to watch . Tell me , Love's master , shall we meet to morrow ? Say , shall we ? shall we ? wilt thou make the match ? He tells her , no ; to - morrow he intends To hunt ...
... night I'll waste in sorrow , For my sick heart commands mine eyes to watch . Tell me , Love's master , shall we meet to morrow ? Say , shall we ? shall we ? wilt thou make the match ? He tells her , no ; to - morrow he intends To hunt ...
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ancient Antony and Cleopatra beauty beauty's blood BOSWELL breast breath cheeks Collatine Cymbeline dead dear death delight dost doth Earle of Southampton edition of 1600 face fair false fear flower foul gentle grace grief Hamlet hand hast hath haue heart heaven honour King Henry King John King Richard King Richard II kiss lips live look Love's Labour's Lost lust Macbeth MALONE modern editions musick never night o'er old copy original copy Othello pale poem poet poor praise quarto queen quoth Rape of Lucrece rhyme Romeo and Juliet seems Shakspeare Shakspeare's shalt shame sighs sight Sonnet sorrow soul stanza STEEVENS sweet Tarquin tears tender thee thine eye thing thou art thought thyself time's Timon of Athens tongue Troilus and Cressida true Venus and Adonis verse weep wilt wind word youth
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Strana 323 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Strana 240 - But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest ; Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest. So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Strana 283 - When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss, and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay, Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate — That Time will come and take my love away: — This thought is as a death, which cannot choose But weep to have that which it fears to lose.
Strana 352 - CXLVI. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those 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,...
Strana 318 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Strana 28 - Round-hoof'd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide : Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
Strana 349 - 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 colour'd 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.
Strana 276 - 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.
Strana 258 - ... basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace: Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant...
Strana 322 - To leave for nothing all thy sum of good; For nothing this wide universe I call, Save thou, my rose; in it thou art my all. CX Alas, 'tis true I have gone here and there, And made myself a motley to the view...