Shakespeare's Sonnets

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Alexander Moring, 1904 - 242 Seiten
 

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Seite 193 - Thou hast been As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing ; A man that fortune's buffets and rewards Has ta'en with equal thanks ; and blest are those Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled That they are not a pipe for Fortune's finger To sound what stop she please.
Seite lxi - 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. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
Seite 179 - O God, that one might read the book of fate, And see the revolution of the times, Make mountains level, and the continent, Weary of solid firmness, melt itself Into the sea ! and other times, to see The beachy girdle of the ocean Too wide for Neptune's hips.
Seite cxviii - well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound ; 10 I grant I never saw a goddess go,— My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground ; And yet, by Heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare. CXXXI
Seite lxxxiv - mightst thou lead away, If thou wouldst use the strength of all thy state ! But do not so ; I love thee in such sort, As, thou being mine, mine is thy good report. XCVII HOW like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year ! What
Seite xiv - And puts apparel on my tatter'd loving, To show me worthy of thy sweet respect : Then may I dare to boast how I do love thee, Till then, not show my head where thou mayst prove me. XXVII WEARY with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel
Seite 186 - The sea being smooth How many shallow bauble boats dare sail Upon her patient breast, making their way With those of nobler bulk ! But let the ruffian Boreas once enrage The gentle Thetis, and anon behold The strong-ribbed bark through liquid mountains cut, Bounding between the two moist elements Like Perseus
Seite xcvii - So that myself bring water for my stain. Never believe, though in my nature reign'd All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood, 10 That it could so preposterously be stain'd, To leave for nothing all thy sum of good ; For nothing this wide universe I call, Save thou, my rose; in it thou art my
Seite xcv - 11 live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent. CVIII WHAT 's in the brain that ink may character, Which hath not figur'd to thee my true spirit

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