The Works of William Shakespeare: Pericles. The two noble kinsmen. Venus and Adonis. Lucrece. Sonnets. A lover's complaint. The passionate pilgrim. The phoenix and turtleChapman and Hall, 1876 - 1124 ページ |
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... pity of myself , — Who am no more ( 22 ) but as the tops of trees , Which fence the roots they grow by , and defend them , - Makes both my body pine and soul to languish , And punish that before that he would punish . Enter HELICANUS ...
... pity of myself , — Who am no more ( 22 ) but as the tops of trees , Which fence the roots they grow by , and defend them , - Makes both my body pine and soul to languish , And punish that before that he would punish . Enter HELICANUS ...
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... pity him ; He asks of you , that never us'd to beg . First Fish . No , friend , cannot you beg ? Here's them in our country of Greece gets more with begging than we can do with working . Sec . Fish . Canst thou catch any fishes , then ...
... pity him ; He asks of you , that never us'd to beg . First Fish . No , friend , cannot you beg ? Here's them in our country of Greece gets more with begging than we can do with working . Sec . Fish . Canst thou catch any fishes , then ...
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... pity his misfortune , And will awake him from his melancholy.- Come , gentlemen , we sit too long on trifles , And waste the time , which looks for other revels . Even in your armours , as you are address'd , Will very well become a ...
... pity his misfortune , And will awake him from his melancholy.- Come , gentlemen , we sit too long on trifles , And waste the time , which looks for other revels . Even in your armours , as you are address'd , Will very well become a ...
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... pity , which Even women have cast off , melt thee , but be A soldier to thy purpose . Leon . I'll do't ; but yet she is a goodly creature . Dion . The fitter , then , the gods should have her . - Here She comes weeping for her only ...
... pity , which Even women have cast off , melt thee , but be A soldier to thy purpose . Leon . I'll do't ; but yet she is a goodly creature . Dion . The fitter , then , the gods should have her . - Here She comes weeping for her only ...
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... pity in your lovers : seldom but that pity begets you a good opinion , and that opinion SCENE II . ] 51 PERICLES .
... pity in your lovers : seldom but that pity begets you a good opinion , and that opinion SCENE II . ] 51 PERICLES .
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Antiochus Arcite Bawd beauty blood Boult breath cheeks Cleon Collatine Collier Coun cousin Daugh daughter dead dear death Dionyza dost doth editors of 1778 Emilia Enter Exam Exeunt eyes face fair fear flowers foul Gaoler gentle give gods grief hath hear heart heaven Helicanus HIPPOLYTA honour king kiss lady lips live look lord lov'd love's Love's Labour's lost Lucrece Lysimachus maid Malone Marina mistress modern editors Mytilene ne'er never night noble Noble Kinsmen old eds Palamon Pentapolis Pericles PIRITHOUS pity poor pray prince prince of Tyre quarto queen quoth SCENE Seward Shakespeare shalt shame Simonides sorrow soul Steevens sweet Tarquin tears tell Thaisa Tharsus Thebes thee Theseus thine thing thou art thought thyself tongue true Tyre unto Walker's Crit weep wilt wind Wooer words
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404 ページ - 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.
365 ページ - With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth; Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth.
376 ページ - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall outlive 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. 'Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity Shall you pace forth ; your praise shall still find room, Even in the eyes of all posterity, That wear this world...
385 ページ - 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.
364 ページ - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: Then can I drown an eye, unus'd to flow, For precious friends hid in death's dateless night...
407 ページ - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
389 ページ - I, once gone, to all the world must die : The earth can yield me but a common grave. When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie. Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read ; And tongues to be, your being shall rehearse, When all the breathers of this world are dead ; You still shall live (such virtue hath my pen) Where breath most breathes, — even in the mouths of men.
363 ページ - When, in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries And look upon myself and curse my fate. Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope.
402 ページ - And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes, Since spite of him I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shall find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.
355 ページ - And sable curls all(O silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green, all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard ; Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou among the wastes of time must go...