Shakespeare's SonnetsAlexander Moring, 1904 - 242 strán (strany) |
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Strana xxxi
... labour . " Some of the later Sonnets seem studies for Tarquin , as some of the earlier had been for Adonis . It is worth while considering Sonnet 129 in this light . The Dark Lady . — Shakespeare was on a journey INTRODUCTION xxxi.
... labour . " Some of the later Sonnets seem studies for Tarquin , as some of the earlier had been for Adonis . It is worth while considering Sonnet 129 in this light . The Dark Lady . — Shakespeare was on a journey INTRODUCTION xxxi.
Strana ii
... worth held : Then being ask'd where all thy beauty lies , Where all the treasure of thy lusty days ; To say , within thine own deep - sunken eyes , Were an all - eating shame and thriftless praise . How much more praise deserv'd thy ...
... worth held : Then being ask'd where all thy beauty lies , Where all the treasure of thy lusty days ; To say , within thine own deep - sunken eyes , Were an all - eating shame and thriftless praise . How much more praise deserv'd thy ...
Strana ii
... worth held : Then being ask'd where all thy beauty lies , Where all the treasure of thy lusty days ; To say , within thine own deep - sunken eyes , Were an all - eating shame and thriftless praise . How much more praise deserv'd thy ...
... worth held : Then being ask'd where all thy beauty lies , Where all the treasure of thy lusty days ; To say , within thine own deep - sunken eyes , Were an all - eating shame and thriftless praise . How much more praise deserv'd thy ...
Strana xvi
... worth , nor outward fair , Can make you live yourself in eyes of men . 5 ΙΟ To give away yourself keeps yourself still ; And you must live , drawn by your own sweet skill . HO will believe my verse in time to come , 16 XVI.
... worth , nor outward fair , Can make you live yourself in eyes of men . 5 ΙΟ To give away yourself keeps yourself still ; And you must live , drawn by your own sweet skill . HO will believe my verse in time to come , 16 XVI.
Strana xxxvii
... worth and truth ; For whether beauty , birth , or wealth , or wit , Or any of these all , or all , or more , Entitled in thy parts do crowned sit , I make my love engrafted to this store : So then I am not lame , poor , nor despis'd , 5 ...
... worth and truth ; For whether beauty , birth , or wealth , or wit , Or any of these all , or all , or more , Entitled in thy parts do crowned sit , I make my love engrafted to this store : So then I am not lame , poor , nor despis'd , 5 ...
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appearance Astrophel and Stella Barnabe Barnes beauty's better bright buds canker clouds dark dead dear death decay doth Earl of Southampton earth evil excuse fair false faults fear feeling flattery flowers forsworn gentle give grace hate hath heart heaven Henry honour idea lady last sonnet leave live look love's Love's Labour's Lost Lucrece married Merchant of Venice mistress mourn muse Nature night painted passion Passionate Pilgrim phrases pity poems poet poet's praise proud Quarto refer rhyme Richard Field rival rival poet rose seems shadow Shakespeare Shakespeare's Sonnets shalt shame Sidney's sight soul spirit suggested summer thee thine eye things Thomas Thorpe thou art thou dost thou hast thou mayst thought thy love thy sweet thyself Time's tongue true truth Tyler Venus and Adonis verse weed worth Wyndham young youth ΙΟ
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Strana 193 - Thou hast been As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing ; A man that fortune's buffets and rewards Has ta'en with equal thanks ; and blest are those Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled That they are not a pipe for Fortune's finger To sound what stop she please.
Strana lxi - As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
Strana 179 - O God, that one might read the book of fate, And see the revolution of the times, Make mountains level, and the continent, Weary of solid firmness, melt itself Into the sea ! and other times, to see The beachy girdle of the ocean Too wide for Neptune's hips.
Strana cxviii - well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound ; 10 I grant I never saw a goddess go,— My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground ; And yet, by Heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare. CXXXI
Strana lxxxiv - mightst thou lead away, If thou wouldst use the strength of all thy state ! But do not so ; I love thee in such sort, As, thou being mine, mine is thy good report. XCVII HOW like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year ! What
Strana xiv - 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. XXVII WEARY with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel
Strana 186 - The sea being smooth How many shallow bauble boats dare sail Upon her patient breast, making their way With those of nobler bulk ! But let the ruffian Boreas once enrage The gentle Thetis, and anon behold The strong-ribbed bark through liquid mountains cut, Bounding between the two moist elements Like Perseus
Strana xcvii - So that myself bring water for my stain. Never believe, though in my nature reign'd All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood, 10 That it could so preposterously be stain'd, 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
Strana xcv - 11 live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent. CVIII WHAT 's in the brain that ink may character, Which hath not figur'd to thee my true spirit