The Poems of Shakespeare, 第 37 巻Bell and Daldy, 1866 - 288 ページ |
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... Wounds of Civil War , I cannot see the merit which some critics have discovered ; its more praise - worthy passages appear to me rather rhetorical than poetical . Marlowe 45 possessed a genius of a far higher order , an intellect far ...
... Wounds of Civil War , I cannot see the merit which some critics have discovered ; its more praise - worthy passages appear to me rather rhetorical than poetical . Marlowe 45 possessed a genius of a far higher order , an intellect far ...
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... wounds , Whose hollow womb resounds like heaven's thun- The iron bit he crushes ' tween his teeth , [ der ; Controlling what he was controlled with . His ears up prick'd ; his braided hanging mane Upon his compass'd 11 crest now stand ...
... wounds , Whose hollow womb resounds like heaven's thun- The iron bit he crushes ' tween his teeth , [ der ; Controlling what he was controlled with . His ears up prick'd ; his braided hanging mane Upon his compass'd 11 crest now stand ...
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... wound ; 18 " For one sweet look thy help I would assure thee , " Though nothing but my body's bane would cure thee . " " Give me my hand , " saith he , " why dost thou feel it ? " [ have it ; " Give me my heart , " saith she , " and ...
... wound ; 18 " For one sweet look thy help I would assure thee , " Though nothing but my body's bane would cure thee . " " Give me my hand , " saith he , " why dost thou feel it ? " [ have it ; " Give me my heart , " saith she , " and ...
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... wound , ' Gainst venom'd sores the only sovereign plaster ; And here she meets another sadly scowling , To whom she speaks ; and he replies with howling . When he hath ceas'd his ill - resounding noise , Another flap - mouth'd mourner ...
... wound , ' Gainst venom'd sores the only sovereign plaster ; And here she meets another sadly scowling , To whom she speaks ; and he replies with howling . When he hath ceas'd his ill - resounding noise , Another flap - mouth'd mourner ...
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... consort with ugly night , And never wound the heart with looks again ; Who , like a king perplexed in his throne , By their suggestion gives a deadly groan , Whereat each tributary subject quakes ; As when the wind 48 THE POEMS.
... consort with ugly night , And never wound the heart with looks again ; Who , like a king perplexed in his throne , By their suggestion gives a deadly groan , Whereat each tributary subject quakes ; As when the wind 48 THE POEMS.
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218 ページ - Past reason hated, as a swallowed bait, On purpose laid to make the taker mad: Mad in pursuit, and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream.
284 ページ - Witch. Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf : Witches...
174 ページ - But you like none, none you, for constant heart. LIV O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves....
153 ページ - But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest ; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest : So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
269 ページ - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch*. When owls do cry, '} \ On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
276 ページ - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who...
39 ページ - With this, he breaketh from the sweet embrace Of those fair arms which bound him to her breast, And homeward through the dark laund runs apace ; Leaves Love upon her back deeply distress'd. Look, how a bright star shooteth from the sky, So glides he in the night from Venus...
279 ページ - Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! &c.
159 ページ - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate ; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
202 ページ - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...