The British Muse: Or, A Collection of Thoughts, Moral, Natural, and Sublime, of Our English Poets: who Flourished in the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Centuries ...F. Cogan, 1737 |
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... Such wilt thou be to me , who must Like th ' other foot , obliquely run ; Thy firmness makes my circle juft , And makes me end where I begun . Dr. John Donne . It is as if a night should fhade noon - day , Or that the fun was here , but ...
... Such wilt thou be to me , who must Like th ' other foot , obliquely run ; Thy firmness makes my circle juft , And makes me end where I begun . Dr. John Donne . It is as if a night should fhade noon - day , Or that the fun was here , but ...
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... such a cave a beast , But you muft fhew him to me ere I fhoot , Elfe I may kill one of my ftraggling sheep : I'm fond of no man's perfon , but his virtue . Prove that the duke and loyalty are strangers , And he and I will be as far ...
... such a cave a beast , But you muft fhew him to me ere I fhoot , Elfe I may kill one of my ftraggling sheep : I'm fond of no man's perfon , but his virtue . Prove that the duke and loyalty are strangers , And he and I will be as far ...
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... such Obedient chearfulness , as if it came From heaven not men . Sir William Davenant's Fair Favourite . Your virtues have not more made crowns your due , Than fuff'rings taught you how to use them too . Strokes upon folid bodies do ...
... such Obedient chearfulness , as if it came From heaven not men . Sir William Davenant's Fair Favourite . Your virtues have not more made crowns your due , Than fuff'rings taught you how to use them too . Strokes upon folid bodies do ...
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... Such one was wrath , the last of this ungodly tire . Spenfer's Fairy Queen . . Be advis'd ; Heat not a furnace for your foe fo hot , That it do finge yourself . We may out - run By violent swiftness , that which we run at , And lofe by ...
... Such one was wrath , the last of this ungodly tire . Spenfer's Fairy Queen . . Be advis'd ; Heat not a furnace for your foe fo hot , That it do finge yourself . We may out - run By violent swiftness , that which we run at , And lofe by ...
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... behind her , more than of her vices . 1. " Tis the more pity , fir . 2. Then , what raises Such vanities amongst us , and fets Phantaftical fancies a work ; what's the Reafon Reafon that fo many fresh tricks , and new Inventions 40 ANT.
... behind her , more than of her vices . 1. " Tis the more pity , fir . 2. Then , what raises Such vanities amongst us , and fets Phantaftical fancies a work ; what's the Reafon Reafon that fo many fresh tricks , and new Inventions 40 ANT.
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
againſt Alexander Brome Aleyn's Henry VII Antony and Cleopatra baſe Beaumont and Fletcher's beauty becauſe beft beſt breaſt Caligula Catiline cauſe Chapman's court Crown's cuckold Cymbeline Cynthia's Revels Daniel's Davenant's Gondibert death defire doth Ev'n ev'ry eyes fafe fair falfe fame fcorn fear feem fenfe fhall fhame fhew fhould fince firft firſt fome fools foon fortune foul fpirit friendſhip ftand ftill ftrong fuch fure fweet Gondibert greateſt hath heart heav'n himſelf honeft honour itſelf Johnson's King Henry VI laft lefs lofe Lord Brook's Middleton's mind Mirror for Magiftrates moft moſt muft muſt never ourſelves Philotas Platonick Lovers pleaſure pow'r praiſe reafon reft ſeem Sejanus Shakespear's King ſhe Shirley's ſpeak Spenfer's Fairy Queen ſtand ſtate Sterline's ſtill ſweet Tamburlaine thee thefe themſelves theſe things thofe thoſe thou truft unto uſe virtue Whilft whofe Whoſe wife
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 41 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
Seite 130 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd But to fine issues, nor Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence, But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines Herself the glory of a creditor, Both thanks and use.
Seite 26 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend: so Caesar may; Then, lest he may, prevent.
Seite 163 - He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose and took't away again; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, Took it in snuff...
Seite 163 - But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
Seite 14 - Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which, like the toad.' ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in, stones, and good in every thing.
Seite 220 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
Seite 84 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Seite 178 - A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward ? Who calls me villain ? breaks my pate across ? Plucks off my beard, and blows it in my face ? Tweaks me by the nose ? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs ? Who does me this ? Ha!
Seite 77 - tis the appetite Makes eating a delight, And if I like one dish More than another, that a pheasant is : What in our watches, that in us is found ; So to the height and nick We up be wound, No matter by what hand or trick.