The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, المجلد 8 |
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... sorrow may be said ; Free vent of words love's fire doth assuage ; But when the heart's attorney once is mute , The client breaks , as desperate in his suit . He sees her coming , and begins to glow , Even as a dying coal revives with ...
... sorrow may be said ; Free vent of words love's fire doth assuage ; But when the heart's attorney once is mute , The client breaks , as desperate in his suit . He sees her coming , and begins to glow , Even as a dying coal revives with ...
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... Sorrow to shepherds , woe unto the birds , Gusts and foul flaws1 to herdmen and to herds . This ill presage advisedly she marketh : Even as the wind is hushed before it raineth , Or as the wolf doth grin before he barketh , Or as the ...
... Sorrow to shepherds , woe unto the birds , Gusts and foul flaws1 to herdmen and to herds . This ill presage advisedly she marketh : Even as the wind is hushed before it raineth , Or as the wolf doth grin before he barketh , Or as the ...
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... sorrow now is turned to day : Her two blue windows ' faintly she upheaveth , Like the fair sun , when in his fresh array He cheers the morn , and all the world relieveth : And as the bright sun glorifies the sky , So is her face ...
... sorrow now is turned to day : Her two blue windows ' faintly she upheaveth , Like the fair sun , when in his fresh array He cheers the morn , and all the world relieveth : And as the bright sun glorifies the sky , So is her face ...
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... sorrow , For my sick heart commands mine eyes to watch . Tell me , love's master , shall we meet to - morrow ? Say , shall we ? shall we ? wilt thou make the match ? " 1 The soft wax upon which the seal attached to a legal instru ment ...
... sorrow , For my sick heart commands mine eyes to watch . Tell me , love's master , shall we meet to - morrow ? Say , shall we ? shall we ? wilt thou make the match ? " 1 The soft wax upon which the seal attached to a legal instru ment ...
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... sorrow , If thou encounter with the boar to - morrow . " But if thou needs wilt hunt , be ruled by me ; Uncouple at the timorous , flying hare , Or at the fox , which lives by subtilty , Or at the roe , which no encounter dare : Pursue ...
... sorrow , If thou encounter with the boar to - morrow . " But if thou needs wilt hunt , be ruled by me ; Uncouple at the timorous , flying hare , Or at the fox , which lives by subtilty , Or at the roe , which no encounter dare : Pursue ...
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addressed Adonis appear bear beauty better blood breath Brutus Cæsar character cheeks dead dear death deep delight desire dost doth expressed eyes face fair false faults fear fire flowers follow foul gentle give grace grief hand hast hate hath hear heart heaven hold honor keep kind kiss leave lies light lines lips live look love's Lucrece Malone means mind nature never night once original painted Passionate person play poem poet poor praise present pride proud prove quoth reason Rome scene seems sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's shame sight sometimes Sonnets sorrow soul speak spirit stand strong sweet tears tell thee thine thing thou art thought thyself tongue true truth turn verse worth youth
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الصفحة 262 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
الصفحة 203 - Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
الصفحة 309 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
الصفحة 367 - If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy Love.
الصفحة 273 - 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? The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, And so my patent back again is swerving.
الصفحة 300 - And brass eternal slave to mortal rage ; When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay ; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away.
الصفحة 352 - A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
الصفحة 155 - 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 remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings'.
الصفحة 197 - 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...
الصفحة 286 - 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...