The Miscellaneous Works, المجلد 2H.C. Baird, 1854 |
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... pleasure or power in the mind , and moulding the impressions of natural objects ac- cording to the impulses of imagination , produces a genius and a taste for poetry . According to Dr. Johnson , a moun- tain is sublime , or a rose is ...
... pleasure or power in the mind , and moulding the impressions of natural objects ac- cording to the impulses of imagination , produces a genius and a taste for poetry . According to Dr. Johnson , a moun- tain is sublime , or a rose is ...
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... pleasure she restrained , and prayed me oft forbearance , " sets a keener edge upon it by the inimitable picture of modesty and self - denial . The character of Cloten , the conceited , booby lord , and rejected lover of Imogen , though ...
... pleasure she restrained , and prayed me oft forbearance , " sets a keener edge upon it by the inimitable picture of modesty and self - denial . The character of Cloten , the conceited , booby lord , and rejected lover of Imogen , though ...
الصفحة 54
... pleasure thee . ' Tullus hearing what he said , was a marvellous glad man , and taking him by the hand , he said unto him : Stand up , O Martius , and be of good cheer , for in proffering thyself unto us , thou doest us great honor ...
... pleasure thee . ' Tullus hearing what he said , was a marvellous glad man , and taking him by the hand , he said unto him : Stand up , O Martius , and be of good cheer , for in proffering thyself unto us , thou doest us great honor ...
الصفحة 60
... pleasure . Shakspeare's Cres sida is a giddy girl , an unpractised jilt , who falls in love with Troilus , as she afterwards deserts him , from mere levity and thoughtlessness of temper . She may be wooed and won to any thing and from ...
... pleasure . Shakspeare's Cres sida is a giddy girl , an unpractised jilt , who falls in love with Troilus , as she afterwards deserts him , from mere levity and thoughtlessness of temper . She may be wooed and won to any thing and from ...
الصفحة 66
... pleasure and the power of giving it , over every other consideration . Octavia is a dull foil to her , and Fulvia ... pleasurable in the last moments of her life . She tastes a luxury in death . After applying the asp , she says with ...
... pleasure and the power of giving it , over every other consideration . Octavia is a dull foil to her , and Fulvia ... pleasurable in the last moments of her life . She tastes a luxury in death . After applying the asp , she says with ...
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الصفحة 83 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites ; and you, whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms...
الصفحة 13 - The effect and it! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry 'Hold, hold!
الصفحة 97 - Romeo: and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
الصفحة 145 - Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and humour'd thus Comes at the last and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king...
الصفحة 35 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
الصفحة 127 - Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou art accompanied : for though the camomile, the more it is trodden on, the faster it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted, the sooner it wears.
الصفحة 63 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
الصفحة 109 - Hear, Nature, hear ! dear goddess, hear ! Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend To make this creature fruitful ! Into her womb convey sterility ! Dry up in her the organs of increase, And from her derogate body never spring A babe to honour her ! If she must teem...
الصفحة 15 - A heavy summons lies like lead upon me, And yet I would not sleep. Merciful powers, Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature Gives way to in repose!
الصفحة 81 - And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply Passion* as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art?