The Poetical Works of William Shakespeare and Ben Jonson, Volúmenes1-2Houghton, Osgood, 1879 - 686 páginas |
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... lips , And by the naked snows which beauty dyes ; I swear by all the jewels of thy mind , Whose like yet never worldly treasure bought , Thy solid judgment and thy generous thought , Which in this darken'd age have clearly shin'd ; I ...
... lips , And by the naked snows which beauty dyes ; I swear by all the jewels of thy mind , Whose like yet never worldly treasure bought , Thy solid judgment and thy generous thought , Which in this darken'd age have clearly shin'd ; I ...
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... , where never serpent hisses , “ And being set , I'll smother thee with kisses ; " And yet not cloy thy lips with loath'd satiety , " But rather famish them amid their plenty , 1 1 " Making them red and pale with fresh variety ,
... , where never serpent hisses , “ And being set , I'll smother thee with kisses ; " And yet not cloy thy lips with loath'd satiety , " But rather famish them amid their plenty , 1 1 " Making them red and pale with fresh variety ,
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... was down , Each leaning on their elbows and their hips : Now doth she stroke his cheek , now doth he frown , And ' gins to chide , but soon she stops his lips ; And kissing speaks , with lustful language broken , " 6 THE POEMS.
... was down , Each leaning on their elbows and their hips : Now doth she stroke his cheek , now doth he frown , And ' gins to chide , but soon she stops his lips ; And kissing speaks , with lustful language broken , " 6 THE POEMS.
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... lips shall never open . " He burns with bashful 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 ...
... lips shall never open . " He burns with bashful 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 ...
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... lips were ready for his pay , He winks , and turns his lips another way . Never did passenger in summer's heat More thirst for drink , than she for this good turn : Her help she sees , but help she cannot get ; 4 rank ] i . e ...
... lips were ready for his pay , He winks , and turns his lips another way . Never did passenger in summer's heat More thirst for drink , than she for this good turn : Her help she sees , but help she cannot get ; 4 rank ] i . e ...
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Página xxxi - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Página 153 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Página 269 - 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.
Página 184 - Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell: Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Página 277 - 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...
Página 180 - When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss, and loss with store ; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay, Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate — That Time will come and take my Love away : — This thought is as a death, which cannot choose But weep to have that which it fears to lose.
Página 288 - T^EAR no more the heat o' the sun -*- Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe, and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust. Fear no more the...
Página xxxi - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Página 217 - Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds With thy sweet fingers, when thou gently swayst The wiry concord that mine ear confounds, Do I envy those jacks, that nimble leap To kiss the tender inward of thy hand, Whilst my poor lips, which should that harvest reap, At the wood's boldness by thee blushing stand! To be so tickled, they would change their state And situation with those dancing chips, O'er whom thy fingers walk with gentle gait, Making dead wood more bless'd than living lips. Since saucy...
Página 41 - Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts up on high, And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty ; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.