The Works of William Shakespeare, المجلد 1E. Moxon, 1857 |
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الصفحة xxxvi
... doth the learned's taske vpon him take . But that same gentle spirit , from whose pen Large streames of honnie and sweete nectar flowe , Scorning the boldnes of such base - borne men , Which dare their follies forth so rashlie throwe , Doth ...
... doth the learned's taske vpon him take . But that same gentle spirit , from whose pen Large streames of honnie and sweete nectar flowe , Scorning the boldnes of such base - borne men , Which dare their follies forth so rashlie throwe , Doth ...
الصفحة xxxviii
... Doth rather choose to sit in idle cell , Than so himselfe to mockerie to sell , ' we have already shown that in 1589 there must have been some compulsory cessation of theatrical perform- ances , which affected not only offending , but ...
... Doth rather choose to sit in idle cell , Than so himselfe to mockerie to sell , ' we have already shown that in 1589 there must have been some compulsory cessation of theatrical perform- ances , which affected not only offending , but ...
الصفحة xxxix
... DOTH RATHER CHOOSE to sit in idle cell , " & c . , his retirement from the scene being altogether voluntary : —and how ill does such a description agree with what we know of Shakespeare , - with his un- wearied diligence from first to ...
... DOTH RATHER CHOOSE to sit in idle cell , " & c . , his retirement from the scene being altogether voluntary : —and how ill does such a description agree with what we know of Shakespeare , - with his un- wearied diligence from first to ...
الصفحة xlv
... doth obtaine , Whose Venus , and whose Lucrece ( sweete and chaste ) , Thy name in fames immortall booke haue plac't ; Liue euer you , at least in fame liue euer : Well may the bodye dye , but fame dies neuer . " Whether the dedication ...
... doth obtaine , Whose Venus , and whose Lucrece ( sweete and chaste ) , Thy name in fames immortall booke haue plac't ; Liue euer you , at least in fame liue euer : Well may the bodye dye , but fame dies neuer . " Whether the dedication ...
الصفحة xlvi
... doth but very seldom : they pass away the tyme in London merely in going to plaies every day . " Sidney Papers , ii . 132 . At that date Southampton 66 came not to court , ” in consequence of the disgrace of his friend Essex , who was ...
... doth but very seldom : they pass away the tyme in London merely in going to plaies every day . " Sidney Papers , ii . 132 . At that date Southampton 66 came not to court , ” in consequence of the disgrace of his friend Essex , who was ...
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الصفحة 289 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world...
الصفحة 56 - The charm dissolves apace, And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason.
الصفحة 42 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
الصفحة lxxvii - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
الصفحة 55 - 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 ? Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick.
الصفحة 25 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none ; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil ; No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too, — but innocent and pure ; No sovereignty, — Seb.
الصفحة 300 - Take, O, take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn ; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn : But my kisses bring again, bring again ; Seals of love, but seal'd in vain, seal'd in vain.
الصفحة cxlviii - Sweet Swan of Avon! what a sight it were To see thee in our waters yet appear, And make those flights upon the banks of Thames, That so did take Eliza, and our James!
الصفحة 32 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legg'd like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o
الصفحة 15 - em. Cal. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou eamest 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...