The Works of William Shakespeare, المجلد 9Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1812 |
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... desire in my breast , To taste the fruit of yon celestial tree , Or die in the adventure , be my helps , As I am son and servant to your will , To compass such a boundless happiness ! Ant . Prince Pericles , Per . That would be son to ...
... desire in my breast , To taste the fruit of yon celestial tree , Or die in the adventure , be my helps , As I am son and servant to your will , To compass such a boundless happiness ! Ant . Prince Pericles , Per . That would be son to ...
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... desire it , since Commended to our master , not to us : [ 5 ] Who this wise fellow was , may be known from the following passage in Barnabie Riche's Souldier's Wishe to Britons Welfare , 1604 , p . 27 : " I will therefore commende the ...
... desire it , since Commended to our master , not to us : [ 5 ] Who this wise fellow was , may be known from the following passage in Barnabie Riche's Souldier's Wishe to Britons Welfare , 1604 , p . 27 : " I will therefore commende the ...
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William Shakespeare. Yet , ere you shall depart , this we desire , - As friends to Antioch , we may feast in Tyre . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . Tharsus . A Room in the Governor's House . Enter CLEON DIONYZA , and Attendants . Cle . My Dionyza ...
William Shakespeare. Yet , ere you shall depart , this we desire , - As friends to Antioch , we may feast in Tyre . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . Tharsus . A Room in the Governor's House . Enter CLEON DIONYZA , and Attendants . Cle . My Dionyza ...
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... he spoken can : Pays as much respect to whatever Pericles says , as if it were holy writ . " As true as the gospel , " is still com- mon language . MALONE . 3 VOL . IX . And , to fulfil his prince ' desire , Sends ACT II . 25 PERICLES .
... he spoken can : Pays as much respect to whatever Pericles says , as if it were holy writ . " As true as the gospel , " is still com- mon language . MALONE . 3 VOL . IX . And , to fulfil his prince ' desire , Sends ACT II . 25 PERICLES .
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William Shakespeare. And , to fulfil his prince ' desire , Sends word of all that haps in Tyre : How Thaliard came full bent with sin , And hid intent , to murder him ; And that in Tharsus was not best Longer for him to make his rest ...
William Shakespeare. And , to fulfil his prince ' desire , Sends word of all that haps in Tyre : How Thaliard came full bent with sin , And hid intent , to murder him ; And that in Tharsus was not best Longer for him to make his rest ...
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Adonis ANON Bawd bear beauteous beauty beauty's behold blood Boult breast breath cheeks Cleon Colatine daughter dead dear death deeds desire DIONYZA dost thou doth face fair fair lord false father fear fire flowers foul gentle give grace grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven Henry VI honour Jove king kiss lady lips live look lord love's Lucrece Lucretius lust LYSIMACHUS MALONE may'st Menelaus mind mistress Mitylene never night Othello Pentapolis Pericles pity poet poison'd poor praise Priam prince prince of Tyre queen quoth Sextus Tarquinius Shakspeare shalt shame sight sorrow soul STEEVENS swear sweet Tarquin tears tell Tereus Thaisa thee Theseus thine eye thing thou art thou dost thou hast thought thro thyself time's tongue true truth unto weep Whilst wife wilt wind words wound youth
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الصفحة 154 - Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store ; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed, without...
الصفحة 130 - I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe. O...
الصفحة 98 - 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 worth, despite his cruel hand.
الصفحة 130 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
الصفحة 17 - Round-hoof'd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide: Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
الصفحة 148 - 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.
الصفحة 100 - 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 129 - 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 111 - For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, Looking on darkness which the blind do see : Save that my soul's imaginary sight Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night, Makes black night beauteous and her old face new.
الصفحة 134 - Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone : She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity :