The Beauties of Shakespear: Regularly Selected from Each Play. With a General Index, Digesting Them Under Proper Heads. Illustrated with Explanatory Notes, and Similar Passages, from Ancient and Modern Authors. By William Dodd, ... In Three VolumesJ. Macgowan, 1780 |
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Strana 8
... I lov'd you ? who shall swear it to you , And weep the tears I fend ? who fhall now bring you Letters , rings , bracelets , lofe his health in fervice ? Wake And on your eye - lids crown the god of The Beauties of SHAKESPEAR .
... I lov'd you ? who shall swear it to you , And weep the tears I fend ? who fhall now bring you Letters , rings , bracelets , lofe his health in fervice ? Wake And on your eye - lids crown the god of The Beauties of SHAKESPEAR .
Strana 9
... crown , Had ftill kept loyal to poffeffion ; Wake tedious nights in ftories of your praife ? Who now fhall fing you crying elegies , And ftrike a fad foul into fenfelefs pictures , And make them mourn ? who fhall take up his lute And ...
... crown , Had ftill kept loyal to poffeffion ; Wake tedious nights in ftories of your praife ? Who now fhall fing you crying elegies , And ftrike a fad foul into fenfelefs pictures , And make them mourn ? who fhall take up his lute And ...
Strana 26
... crown'd : up vanity ! Down royal state ! All you fage counsellors hence ! And to the English court affemble now , From every region , apes of idleness : Now neighbour - confines , purge you of your feum ; Have you a ruffian that will ...
... crown'd : up vanity ! Down royal state ! All you fage counsellors hence ! And to the English court affemble now , From every region , apes of idleness : Now neighbour - confines , purge you of your feum ; Have you a ruffian that will ...
Strana 27
... crown , And he that wears the crown immortally Long guard it yours ; if I affect it more , Than as your honour , and as your renown , Let me no more from this obedience rife , Which my moft true and inward - duteous fpirit Teacheth this ...
... crown , And he that wears the crown immortally Long guard it yours ; if I affect it more , Than as your honour , and as your renown , Let me no more from this obedience rife , Which my moft true and inward - duteous fpirit Teacheth this ...
Strana 28
... crown ; and I myself know well How troublesome it fat upon my head . To thee it shall defcend with better quiet , Better opinion , better confirmation : For all the foil of the atchievement goes With me into the earth . It feem'd in me ...
... crown ; and I myself know well How troublesome it fat upon my head . To thee it shall defcend with better quiet , Better opinion , better confirmation : For all the foil of the atchievement goes With me into the earth . It feem'd in me ...
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Populárne pasáže
Strana 85 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell...
Strana 167 - Besides, this Duncan Hath borne his faculties so meek, hath been So clear in his great office, that his virtues Will plead like angels, trumpet-tongued, against The deep damnation of his taking-off...
Strana 225 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Strana 85 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Strana 251 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
Strana 238 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling wak'd, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell, Such terrible impression made my dream.
Strana 168 - Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Strana 125 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Strana 254 - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke: but farewell compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,' And I will take thy word: yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
Strana 73 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.