The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes. Illustrated with Notes, Historical, Critical, and Explanatory, and a Life of the Author, المجلد 3 |
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الصفحة 55
Studying to deserve thee , Rose , by my diligence for thy lady ; I stand here ,
methinks , just like a wooden Mercury , to point her out the way to matrimony .
Rose . Or , serving - man like , ready to carry up the hot meat for your master , and
then ...
Studying to deserve thee , Rose , by my diligence for thy lady ; I stand here ,
methinks , just like a wooden Mercury , to point her out the way to matrimony .
Rose . Or , serving - man like , ready to carry up the hot meat for your master , and
then ...
الصفحة 344
Here we stand shivering on the bank , and cry , When we should plunge into
eternity . One moment ends our pain ; And yet the shock of death we dare not
stand , By thought scarce measured , and too swift for sand : ' Tis but because the
living ...
Here we stand shivering on the bank , and cry , When we should plunge into
eternity . One moment ends our pain ; And yet the shock of death we dare not
stand , By thought scarce measured , and too swift for sand : ' Tis but because the
living ...
الصفحة 392
Of Nakar's love , and of this holy wand , On the north quarter of my circle stand , (
Seven foot around for my defence I take . ) To all my questions faithful answers
make ! So mayest thou live thy thousand years in peace , And see thy airy ...
Of Nakar's love , and of this holy wand , On the north quarter of my circle stand , (
Seven foot around for my defence I take . ) To all my questions faithful answers
make ! So mayest thou live thy thousand years in peace , And see thy airy ...
الصفحة 419
... what must be lost . Here we stand shivering on the bank , and cry , When we
should plunge into eternity . One moment ends our pain ; And yet the shock of
death we dare not stand , By thought scarce measured , and too swift for sand : '
Tis ...
... what must be lost . Here we stand shivering on the bank , and cry , When we
should plunge into eternity . One moment ends our pain ; And yet the shock of
death we dare not stand , By thought scarce measured , and too swift for sand : '
Tis ...
الصفحة 430
Is Berenice still more fair than I ? Porphyrius , do not swim before my sight ; Stand
still , and let me , let me aim aright ! Stand still , but while thy poor Valeria dies ,
And sighs her soul into her lover's eyes . [ Dies . Plac . She's gone from earth ...
Is Berenice still more fair than I ? Porphyrius , do not swim before my sight ; Stand
still , and let me , let me aim aright ! Stand still , but while thy poor Valeria dies ,
And sighs her soul into her lover's eyes . [ Dies . Plac . She's gone from earth ...
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الصفحة 119 - em. Caliban. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me and mad'st much of me, wouldst give me Water with berries in't, and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.
الصفحة 119 - would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ; Which any print of goodness will not take, Being capable of all ill ! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other : when thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but would'st gabble like A thing most brutish, I endow'd thy purposes With words that made them known...
الصفحة 143 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change, Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell: Hark! now I hear them - Ding-dong, bell.
الصفحة 196 - O ! wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro. Tis new to thee.
الصفحة 164 - Perhaps, sweet youth, when you behold her, you Will find you do not love her. HIP. I find already I love, because she is another woman. FERD. You cannot love two women both at once.
الصفحة 355 - Poets, like lovers, should be bold, and dare — They spoil their business with an over-care; And he, who servilely creeps after sense, Is safe, but ne'er will reach an excellence.
الصفحة 388 - I'le lead you thence to melancholy Groves. And there repeat the Scenes of our past Loves: At night, I will within your Curtains peep; With empty arms embrace you while you sleep ; In gentle dreams I often will be by; And sweep along, before your closing eye.
الصفحة 99 - Eloquence, which uses to make a business of a Letter of Gallantry, an examen of a Farce; and, in short, a great pomp and ostentation of words on every trifle. This is certainly the Talent of that Nation, and ought not to be invaded by any other.
الصفحة 103 - Shakspeare's magic could not copied be ; Within that circle none durst walk but he.
الصفحة 186 - Blood calls for blood ; your Ferdinand shall die, And I, in bitterness, have sent for you, To have the sudden joy of seeing him alive, And then the greater grief to see him die.
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| العنوان | The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes. Illustrated with Notes, Historical, Critical, and Explanatory, and a Life of the Author, المجلد 3 The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes. Illustrated with Notes, Historical, Critical, and Explanatory, and a Life of the Author, John Dryden |
| المؤلف | John Dryden |
| الناشر | William Miller, 1808 |
| أصلي من | جامعة هارفارد |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 10 تشرين الأول (أكتوبر) 2007 |
| تصدير الاقتباس | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |