Bacon and Shakespeare in the SonnetsBancroft, 1887 - 302 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 13
... bear his memory ; But Thou , contracted to Thine own bright eyes , Feed'st Thy light's flame with self - substantial fuel , Making a famine where abundance lies , Thyself Thy foe , to Thy sweet self too cruel . Thou , that art now the ...
... bear his memory ; But Thou , contracted to Thine own bright eyes , Feed'st Thy light's flame with self - substantial fuel , Making a famine where abundance lies , Thyself Thy foe , to Thy sweet self too cruel . Thou , that art now the ...
الصفحة 27
... bear . Mark how one string , sweet husband to another , Strikes each in each by mutual ordering , Resembling sire and child and happy mother , Who , all in one , one pleasing note do sing ; Whose speechless song , being many , seeming ...
... bear . Mark how one string , sweet husband to another , Strikes each in each by mutual ordering , Resembling sire and child and happy mother , Who , all in one , one pleasing note do sing ; Whose speechless song , being many , seeming ...
الصفحة 28
... bear'st love to any , Who for Thyself art so unprovident . Grant , if Thou wilt , Thou art belov'd of many , But that Thou none lov'st is most evident ; For Thou art so possess'd with murtherous hate , That ' gainst Thyself Thou stick ...
... bear'st love to any , Who for Thyself art so unprovident . Grant , if Thou wilt , Thou art belov'd of many , But that Thou none lov'st is most evident ; For Thou art so possess'd with murtherous hate , That ' gainst Thyself Thou stick ...
الصفحة 30
... bear testimony to his great powers of delineation when he is old ) . All that is good and beautiful in his nature will assist him in his la- bors , but if he neglects them all , his worst quali- ties will take possession of him , and he ...
... bear testimony to his great powers of delineation when he is old ) . All that is good and beautiful in his nature will assist him in his la- bors , but if he neglects them all , his worst quali- ties will take possession of him , and he ...
الصفحة 33
... bear . Who lets so fair a house fall to decay , Which husbandry in honor might uphold , Against the stormy gusts of winter's day And barren rage of death's eternal cold ? O , none but unthrifts ! dear , my love , You know You had a ...
... bear . Who lets so fair a house fall to decay , Which husbandry in honor might uphold , Against the stormy gusts of winter's day And barren rage of death's eternal cold ? O , none but unthrifts ! dear , my love , You know You had a ...
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الصفحة 95 - O how much more doth beauty beauteous seem, By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses...
الصفحة 104 - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow: And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy wortli, despite his cruel hand.
الصفحة 182 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights, Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have expressed Even such a beauty as you master now.
الصفحة 93 - So am I as the rich, whose blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain* jewels in the carcanet.
الصفحة 94 - What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you ; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new...
الصفحة 212 - Past reason hunted, and no sooner had, Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait On purpose laid to make the taker mad; Mad in pursuit, and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream. All this the world well knows; yet none knows well To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell. CXXX My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips...
الصفحة 99 - Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour When you have bid your servant once adieu ; Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought Save, where you are how happy you make those.
الصفحة 145 - Your name from hence immortal life shall have, Though I, once gone, to all the world must die : The earth can yield me but a common grave, When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie. Your monument shall be my gentle verse. Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read ; And tongues to be, your being shall rehearse. When all the breathers of this world are dead ; You still shall live (such virtue hath my pen.) Where breath most breathes, — even in the mouths of men.
الصفحة 157 - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate ; The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving?
الصفحة 229 - 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 youth, Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young, Although she knows my days are past the best...