An Introduction to the Philosophy of Shakespeare's SonnetsN. Trübner & Company, 1868 - 82 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 21
... marriage ; that of chivalrous love the connec- tion between the servente and his mistress . The text book of this ... married . The only senses allowed to be the vehicles of chivalrous love were the eyes and ears . The lover was ...
... marriage ; that of chivalrous love the connec- tion between the servente and his mistress . The text book of this ... married . The only senses allowed to be the vehicles of chivalrous love were the eyes and ears . The lover was ...
الصفحة 22
... married love , because in marriage the chivalrous subordi- nation of the lover to his mistress is impossible , the bounds of eyes and fancy are passed , and the life is domestic , not ideal . The lady is not supreme , nor her favours ...
... married love , because in marriage the chivalrous subordi- nation of the lover to his mistress is impossible , the bounds of eyes and fancy are passed , and the life is domestic , not ideal . The lady is not supreme , nor her favours ...
الصفحة 23
... marriage could consist with so extreme a relation as this . Familiarity would mar it . The domestic subjection of the wife would annihilate it . Yet it was the continual tendency of our English poets to change the mistress of chivalry ...
... marriage could consist with so extreme a relation as this . Familiarity would mar it . The domestic subjection of the wife would annihilate it . Yet it was the continual tendency of our English poets to change the mistress of chivalry ...
الصفحة 29
... married there Where it may see itself . Man's soul , in Shakespeare's conception , is an eye which sees not itself — is a mirror , a glassy essence , a retina void of forms till it is confronted with such forms as it can reflect . Thus ...
... married there Where it may see itself . Man's soul , in Shakespeare's conception , is an eye which sees not itself — is a mirror , a glassy essence , a retina void of forms till it is confronted with such forms as it can reflect . Thus ...
الصفحة 30
... married to them . Where such union proves impossible , the fancy dies . If without the soul external things are imperceptible ... marriage of the senses , the imagination and the reason with nature . Without it the plodding thought lives ...
... married to them . Where such union proves impossible , the fancy dies . If without the soul external things are imperceptible ... marriage of the senses , the imagination and the reason with nature . Without it the plodding thought lives ...
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absence affection amor beauty's becomes beget beloved youth better body character chivalrous love civil love coamantis comprehends constancy corporeal beauty dæmon Dante death declares dramas eternity evil exhibits eyes false fancy feeling friendship Gerald Massey gives grade Guido Cavalcanti heart Hence higher love idea ideal love imaginary imaginative love immortality jealousy judgment kinds of love knowledge later sonnets live love philosophy Love's Labour's Lost lover lower love marriage married memory mind mistress moral nature numbers outward passion person Petrarch phrenzied Plato poems poet poet's poetry says scale second series seems sense sentiment series of sonnets Shake Shakespeare Shakespeare's Sonnets Sonnet 20 Sonnet 21 Sonnet 37 Sonnet 66 sonnet writers Sonnets 133 soul speare's spirit stage of ideal stage of love step tells thee things thou thought tion triumph true truth universal Venus and Adonis verse Vita Nuova vulgar love whole woman women
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الصفحة 51 - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me. If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.
الصفحة 79 - tis true I have gone here and there And made myself a motley to the view, Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear, Made old offences of affections new.
الصفحة 17 - Two loves I have of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still : The better angel is a man right fair, The worser spirit a woman colour'd ill. To win me soon to hell, my female evil Tempteth my better angel from my side, And would corrupt my saint to be a devil, Wooing his purity with her foul pride.
الصفحة 73 - Desiring nought but how to kill desire. [Leave me, O love] Leave me, O love which reachest but to dust; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things; Grow rich in that which never taketh rust, Whatever fades but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beams, and humble all thy might To that sweet yoke where lasting freedoms be; Which breaks the clouds and opens forth the light, That doth both shine and give us sight to see.
الصفحة 33 - God gives us love. Something to love He lends us; but, when love is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone.
الصفحة 53 - Remember thee! Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there...
الصفحة 28 - The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven, And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name. Such tricks hath strong imagination, That, if it would but apprehend some joy, It comprehends some bringer of that joy; •• Or in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear?
الصفحة 26 - My brain I'll prove the female to my soul; My soul the father: and these two beget A generation of still-breeding thoughts...
الصفحة 79 - Oh 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 custom 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 32 - O, never say that I was false of heart, Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify. As easy might I from myself depart As from my soul, which in thy breast doth lie...