 | Richard Maurice Bucke - 2006 - Počet stránok 405
...memory : But them contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feed'st thy light's flame with self -substantial fuel, Making a famine where abundance lies, Thyself...ornament, And only * herald to the gaudy spring. Within thy own bud buriest thy content, And, tender churl, mak'st waste in niggarding. Pity the world, or... | |
 | Bruce Cook - 2005 - Počet stránok 420
...self-substantial fuel, Making a famine where abundance lies, Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel. Thou art now the world's fresh ornament, And only herald...thine own bud buriest thy content, And, tender churl, makest waste in niggarding, Pity the world, or else this glutton be, To eat the world's due, by the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2011 - Počet stránok 706
...particular rhythm or to stress a particular word or phrase. In Sonnet 1 , for example, in lines 5-6 ("But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes, /...Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel"), the subject thou is separated from its verb feed's! by a phrase that, because of its placement, focuses... | |
 | Northrop Frye - 2006 - Počet stránok 608
...each other. You can say with Burns, "My love's like a red, red rose," or you can say with Shakespeare: Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament And only herald to the gaudy spring. [Sonnet i, 11. 9-10] One produces the figure of speech called the simile; the other produces the figure... | |
 | Northrop Frye - 2006 - Počet stránok 561
..."leading up," and cites Sonnets 17, 53, and 106, "or what we have called the 'effusive' sonnets." 21 "Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament, / And only herald to the gaudy spring . . ." 22 Cf. FI, 102. 23 The aphorism comes from Aristotle, Nicomachean Ethics, n66a, 31 (bk. 9, chap.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2007 - Počet stránok 297
...might never die, But as the riper should! by time decrease, His tender heir might bear his memory: But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feed'st...fresh ornament, And only herald to the gaudy spring, II9 Within thine own bud buriest thy content, And, tender churl, mak'st waste in niggarding, Pity the... | |
| |
FROM fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time decease, His tender heir might bear his memory: But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial... 
