Shakespeare's Autobiographical Poems: Being His Sonnets Clearly Developed: with His Character Drawn Chiefly from His WorksJ. Bohn, 1838 - 306 Seiten |
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... verse , if they should have need ; yet English Seneca , read by candle - light , yeelds many good sentences , as blood is a beggar , and so forth and if you intreat him fair , in a frosty morning , he will affoord you whole * Might not ...
... verse , if they should have need ; yet English Seneca , read by candle - light , yeelds many good sentences , as blood is a beggar , and so forth and if you intreat him fair , in a frosty morning , he will affoord you whole * Might not ...
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... verse as the best of you ! " - " in his own conceit the only shake - scene in the country . " Surely the evidence is as strong in one case as in the other . No one doubts of Greene's allusion , with or without italics ; nor can I agree ...
... verse as the best of you ! " - " in his own conceit the only shake - scene in the country . " Surely the evidence is as strong in one case as in the other . No one doubts of Greene's allusion , with or without italics ; nor can I agree ...
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... verses continually offering meta- phors and illustrations , picked up from the desk of a lawyer . I shall quote the most remarkable lines out of many that I have marked , nor did I seek for them attentively when I marked them . Besides ...
... verses continually offering meta- phors and illustrations , picked up from the desk of a lawyer . I shall quote the most remarkable lines out of many that I have marked , nor did I seek for them attentively when I marked them . Besides ...
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... verse . Nothing would be elucidated by it . Certainty on this head , interested as we are in every person , and in everything , connected with our poet , would be , in it- self , a satisfaction , a pleasure , but no farther . Still , a ...
... verse . Nothing would be elucidated by it . Certainty on this head , interested as we are in every person , and in everything , connected with our poet , would be , in it- self , a satisfaction , a pleasure , but no farther . Still , a ...
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... verse was addressed to him during their early acquaintance- ship ; - " Our love was new , and then but in the spring , When I was wont to greet it with my lays . " But it is highly probable that Meres spoke of no more than the first ...
... verse was addressed to him during their early acquaintance- ship ; - " Our love was new , and then but in the spring , When I was wont to greet it with my lays . " But it is highly probable that Meres spoke of no more than the first ...
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Seite 98 - d no sooner but despised straight; Past reason hunted; and no sooner had, Past reason hated, as a swallowed bait, On purpose laid to make the taker mad...
Seite 65 - gainst my fury Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, And they shall be themselves.
Seite 190 - That very time I saw, but thou couldst not, Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts ; But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Seite 32 - As Plautus and Seneca are accounted the best for Comedy and Tragedy among the Latins, so Shakespeare among the English is the most excellent in both kinds for the stage...
Seite 154 - Dis's waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
Seite 71 - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall out-live this powerful rhyme ; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone, besmear'd with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And broils root out the work of masonry, Nor Mars his sword, nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your memory.
Seite 266 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Seite 74 - 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.
Seite 29 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
Seite 268 - And he, the man whom Nature self had made To mock herself, and Truth to imitate, With kindly counter under mimic shade, Our pleasant Willy, ah! is dead of late: With whom all joy and jolly merriment Is also deaded, and in dolour drent.