The Poetical Works of William ShakespeareLittle, Brown, 1866 - 288 sider |
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Side xxiii
... hold the horses of those that had no ser- vants , that they might be ready again after the performance . In this office he became so conspicuous , for his care and readiness , that in a short time every man as he alighted called for ...
... hold the horses of those that had no ser- vants , that they might be ready again after the performance . In this office he became so conspicuous , for his care and readiness , that in a short time every man as he alighted called for ...
Side xxiv
William Shakespeare. another tradition informs us , that he used to hold the horses of those who rode to the theatre without attendants , till the performance was concluded . Biographers seem to agree in rejecting the last anecdote as ...
William Shakespeare. another tradition informs us , that he used to hold the horses of those who rode to the theatre without attendants , till the performance was concluded . Biographers seem to agree in rejecting the last anecdote as ...
Side lxxviii
... hold blest to be , Ane weep those wrongs , which never creature saw ; If this be love , if love in these be founded , My heart is love , for these in it are grounded . " 99 Not having had an opportunity of seeing this sonnet in From ...
... hold blest to be , Ane weep those wrongs , which never creature saw ; If this be love , if love in these be founded , My heart is love , for these in it are grounded . " 99 Not having had an opportunity of seeing this sonnet in From ...
Side xcvii
... hold all and singular the said premises , with their appurtenances , unto the said Susanna Hall , for and during the term of her natural life ; and after her decease to the first son of her body lawfully issuing , and to the heirs males ...
... hold all and singular the said premises , with their appurtenances , unto the said Susanna Hall , for and during the term of her natural life ; and after her decease to the first son of her body lawfully issuing , and to the heirs males ...
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... lips of thine , 66 ( Though mine be not so fair , yet are they red , ) " The kiss shall be thine own as well as mine : - " What seest thou in the ground ? hold up thy head ; " Look in mine eyeballs , there thy beauty lies OF SHAKESPEARE .
... lips of thine , 66 ( Though mine be not so fair , yet are they red , ) " The kiss shall be thine own as well as mine : - " What seest thou in the ground ? hold up thy head ; " Look in mine eyeballs , there thy beauty lies OF SHAKESPEARE .
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Adonis bear beauty beauty's behold Ben Jonson bequeath blood breast breath cheeks Collatine daughter dead dear death delight desire doth dramas English Dram face fair false fault fear fire flower foul Francis Collins gentle give grace grief Hamnet hand hast hate hath hear heart heaven honour John Shakespeare Jonson king kiss lips live looks Lord love's Lucrece lust MALONE mind moan never night pale pity play poet poison'd poor praise proud queen quoth RAPE OF LUCRECE Richard Barnefield Richard Burbage Shak Shake Shakespeare shame sighs sight sing Sonnets sorrow soul Stratford Susanna Hall sweet Tarquin tears theatre thee thine eye thing Thomas Lucy thou art thou dost thou wilt thought thyself time's tongue true truth unto Venus and Adonis verse weep Welcombe William William Shakespeare wind WITCH words wound Yorkshire Tragedy youth
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Side 153 - 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...
Side 153 - 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.
Side 265 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch*. When owls do cry, '} \ On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Side 273 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who...
Side 226 - 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.
Side 275 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.
Side 47 - Which after him she darts, as one on shore Gazing upon a late-embarked friend, Till the wild waves will have him seen no more, Whose ridges with the meeting clouds contend : So did the merciless and pitchy night Fold in the object that did feed her sight.
Side 160 - 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 remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Side 274 - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head ? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. It is engender'd in the eyes, With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell ALL.
Side 222 - Why of eyes' falsehood hast thou forged hooks, Whereto the judgment of my heart is tied? Why should my heart think that a several plot Which my heart knows the wide world's common place? Or mine eyes seeing this, say this is not, To put fair truth upon so foul a face ? In things right true my heart and eyes have err'd, And to this false plague are they now transferr'd. CXXXVIII. When my love swears that she is made of truth I do believe her, though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutor'd...