The Handy-volume Shakspeare [ed. by Q.D.]. |
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... shame To wear a heart so white .- [ Knock . ] I hear a knocking At the south entry : -retire we to our chamber : A little water clears us of this deed : How easy is it then ! Your constancy Hath left you unattended .- [ Knocking ...
... shame To wear a heart so white .- [ Knock . ] I hear a knocking At the south entry : -retire we to our chamber : A little water clears us of this deed : How easy is it then ! Your constancy Hath left you unattended .- [ Knocking ...
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... shame , That darkness does the face of earth intomb , When living light should kiss it ? Old M. Even like the deed that's done . last , " Tis unnatural , On Tuesday A falcon , towering in her pride of place , Was by a mousing owl hawk'd ...
... shame , That darkness does the face of earth intomb , When living light should kiss it ? Old M. Even like the deed that's done . last , " Tis unnatural , On Tuesday A falcon , towering in her pride of place , Was by a mousing owl hawk'd ...
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... Shame itself ! Why do you make such faces ? When all's done , You look but on a stool . Mach . Pr'ythee , see there ! behold ! look ! lo ! how say you ? Why , what care I ? If thou canst nod , speak too.- If charnel - houses , and our ...
... Shame itself ! Why do you make such faces ? When all's done , You look but on a stool . Mach . Pr'ythee , see there ! behold ! look ! lo ! how say you ? Why , what care I ? If thou canst nod , speak too.- If charnel - houses , and our ...
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... 'd and pouted in a dull disdain , With leaden appetite , unapt to toy ; She red and hot as coals of glowing fire , He red for shame , but frosty in desire . The studded bridle on a ragged bough Nimbly she fastens 94 VENUS AND ADONIS .
... 'd and pouted in a dull disdain , With leaden appetite , unapt to toy ; She red and hot as coals of glowing fire , He red for shame , but frosty in desire . The studded bridle on a ragged bough Nimbly she fastens 94 VENUS AND ADONIS .
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... shame ; she with her tears Doth quench the maiden burning of his cheeks : Then with her windy sighs , and golden hairs , To fan and blow them dry again she seeks : He saith she is immodest , blames her ' miss ; What follows more she ...
... shame ; she with her tears Doth quench the maiden burning of his cheeks : Then with her windy sighs , and golden hairs , To fan and blow them dry again she seeks : He saith she is immodest , blames her ' miss ; What follows more she ...
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22 ページ - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood ; Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it...
247 ページ - That time of year thou may'st 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 seest 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. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that...
314 ページ - The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields. A honey tongue, a heart of gall Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.
260 ページ - That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell...
89 ページ - I have almost forgot the taste of fears. The time has been my senses would have cool'd To hear a night-shriek, and my fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir As life were in't. I have supp'd full with horrors; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me.
227 ページ - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy ; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace...
212 ページ - When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held : Then being ask'd where all thy beauty lies, Where all the treasure of thy lusty days, — To say, within thine own deep-sunken eyes, Were an all-eating shame and thriftless praise. How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use, If thou couldst answer — "This fair child of mine Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse...
20 ページ - The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand ; yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
226 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, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in death's dateless night, And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe, And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight...
17 ページ - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill, cannot be good : — if ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...