The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volumen6 |
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The fearful passage of their death - mark ' d love , And the continuance of their
parents ' rage , Which , but their children ' s end , nought could remove , Is now
the two hours ' traffick of our stage ; The which if you with patient ears attend ,
What ...
The fearful passage of their death - mark ' d love , And the continuance of their
parents ' rage , Which , but their children ' s end , nought could remove , Is now
the two hours ' traffick of our stage ; The which if you with patient ears attend ,
What ...
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In a little satirical piece of Sir John Birkenhead , intitled , Two Centuries [ of Books
] of St . Paul ' s Churchyard , & c . published after the death of King Charles I . No .
22 , p . 50 , is inserted , “ Fire , fire ! a small manual , dedicated to Sir Arthur ...
In a little satirical piece of Sir John Birkenhead , intitled , Two Centuries [ of Books
] of St . Paul ' s Churchyard , & c . published after the death of King Charles I . No .
22 , p . 50 , is inserted , “ Fire , fire ! a small manual , dedicated to Sir Arthur ...
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Beats down their Swords . Enter TYBALT . Tyb . What , art thou drawn among
these heartless hinds ? Turn thee , Benvolio , look upon thy death . Ben . I do but
keep the peace ; put up thy sword , Or manage it to part these men with me . Tyb .
Beats down their Swords . Enter TYBALT . Tyb . What , art thou drawn among
these heartless hinds ? Turn thee , Benvolio , look upon thy death . Ben . I do but
keep the peace ; put up thy sword , Or manage it to part these men with me . Tyb .
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Watson begins one of his canzonets : “ Love is a sowre delight , a sugred griefe ,
“ A living death , an ever - dying life , " & c . Turberville makes Reason harangue
against it in the same manner : “ A fierie frost , a flame that frozen is with ise !
Watson begins one of his canzonets : “ Love is a sowre delight , a sugred griefe ,
“ A living death , an ever - dying life , " & c . Turberville makes Reason harangue
against it in the same manner : “ A fierie frost , a flame that frozen is with ise !
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She is rich , says he , in beauty , and only poor in being subject to the lot of
humanity , that her store , or riches can be destroyed by death , who shall , by the
same blow , put an end to beauty . JOHNSON . Mr . Theobald ' s alteration may
be ...
She is rich , says he , in beauty , and only poor in being subject to the lot of
humanity , that her store , or riches can be destroyed by death , who shall , by the
same blow , put an end to beauty . JOHNSON . Mr . Theobald ' s alteration may
be ...
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Página 380 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Página 52 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers; The traces, of the smallest spider's web; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams; Her whip, of cricket's bone ; the lash, of film ; Her waggoner, a small grey-coated gnat, Not half so big as a round little worm Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers And in this state she gallops night...
Página 66 - Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, Which mannerly devotion shows in this ; For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers
Página 242 - O ! here Will I set up my everlasting rest, And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh.
Página 77 - tis not to me she speaks : Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
Página 84 - O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circled orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.
Página 78 - O ! speak again, bright angel ; for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds, And sails upon the bosom of the air.
Página 161 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale: look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east: Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Página 56 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy ; Which is as thin of substance as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind...
Página 409 - And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school ; and then the lover, • Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress...