The Age of Shakespeare (1579-1631): Poetry and proseG. Bell, 1903 |
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الصفحة 21 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done ; you get no more of me ! And I am glad, yea, glad, with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever ! Cancel all our vows ! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows, That we one jot of former love retain...
الصفحة 109 - I loved the man, and do honour his memory, on this side idolatry, as much as any. He was (indeed) honest, and of an open and free nature; had an excellent phantasy, brave notions, and gentle expressions...
الصفحة 67 - The good-morrow I wonder by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then, But sucked on country pleasures, childishly? Or snorted we in the seven sleepers' den? Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be. If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee. And now good morrow to our waking souls, Which...
الصفحة 60 - Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet: Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah, wanton, will ye?
الصفحة 199 - An ambassador is an honest man, sent to lie abroad for the good of his country.
الصفحة xxiv - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
الصفحة 62 - WHEN thou must home to shades of underground. And there arrived, a new admired guest, The beauteous spirits do engirt thee round. White lope, blithe Helen, and the rest, To hear the stories of thy finished love From that smooth tongue whose music hell can move ; Then wilt thou speak of banqueting delights, Of masques and revels which sweet youth did make, Of tourneys and great challenges of knights, And all these triumphs for thy beauty's sake : When thou hast told these honours done to thee, Then...
الصفحة 112 - My conceit of his Person was never increased toward him by his place or honours. But I have and do reverence him for the greatness that was only proper to himself, in that he seemed to me ever, by his work, one of the greatest men, and most Worthy of admiration, that had been in many Ages. In his adversity I ever prayed that God would give him strength : for Greatness he could not want.
الصفحة xix - From thence to honour thee I would not seek For names; but call forth thundering ./Eschylus, Euripides, and Sophocles to us, Pacuvius, Accius, him of Cordova, dead, To life again, to hear thy buskin tread And shake a stage; or when thy socks were on, Leave thee alone for the comparison Of all that insolent Greece or haughty Rome Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come.
الصفحة 111 - No man ever spoke more neatly, more pressly, more weightily, or suffered less emptiness, less idleness, in what he uttered. No member of his speech but consisted of his own graces. His hearers could not cough or look aside from him without loss. He commanded where he spoke, and had his judges angry and pleased at his devotion. No man had their affections more in his power. The fear of every man that heard him was lest he should make an end.