The Sonnets of William Shakspere, ed. by E. Dowden, Volumen223Kegan Paul, Trench & Company, 1881 - 306 páginas |
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... dead ; And there reigns Love , and all Love's loving parts , And all those friends which I thought buried . How many a holy and obsequious tear Hath dear religious love stol'n from mine eye , As interest of the dead , which now appear ...
... dead ; And there reigns Love , and all Love's loving parts , And all those friends which I thought buried . How many a holy and obsequious tear Hath dear religious love stol'n from mine eye , As interest of the dead , which now appear ...
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... dead night thy fair imperfect shade Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay ! All days are nights to see till I see thee , And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me . XLIV . If the dull substance of my flesh were ...
... dead night thy fair imperfect shade Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay ! All days are nights to see till I see thee , And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me . XLIV . If the dull substance of my flesh were ...
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... dead , The right of sepulchres , were shorn away , To live a second life on second head ; Ere beauty's dead fleece made another gay : In him those holy antique hours are seen , Without all ornament , itself and true , Making no summer ...
... dead , The right of sepulchres , were shorn away , To live a second life on second head ; Ere beauty's dead fleece made another gay : In him those holy antique hours are seen , Without all ornament , itself and true , Making no summer ...
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William Shakespeare Edward Dowden. LXXI . No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world ... dead O, lest the world should task you to recite.
William Shakespeare Edward Dowden. LXXI . No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world ... dead O, lest the world should task you to recite.
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... dead ; The coward conquest of a wretch's knife , Too base of thee to be remembered . The worth of that is that which it contains , And that is this , and this with thee remains . LXXV . So are you to my thoughts as food Sonnets . 149 ...
... dead ; The coward conquest of a wretch's knife , Too base of thee to be remembered . The worth of that is that which it contains , And that is this , and this with thee remains . LXXV . So are you to my thoughts as food Sonnets . 149 ...
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Términos y frases comunes
absence addressed Anne Hathaway Astrophel and Stella Avisa beauty beauty's begetter Cheaper Edition CLII CLIII CLIV Cloth Compare CVII CVIII CXLIV CXLV CXLVI CXXIX CXXVI CXXX CXXXVIII dæmon Daniel's dark woman death dedication Demy 8vo dost doth Dramatic Sonnets Dyce Elizabeth Vernon eyes F. J. Furnivall fair Fcap friendship Frontispiece give hath heart Henry Henry Willobie Illustrations King lines live London Love's Labour's Lost lover Lucrece LXXXVI Malone means mistress Muse night Notes Passionate Pilgrim Pembroke perhaps Personal Sonnets play poems poet's Portrait praise price 75 Prof Quarto rival poet Second Edition Shak Shakspere Shakspere's Sonnets Sidney Small crown 8vo Sonnets CXXVII.-CLIV Sonnets I.-CXXVI soul spere spirit Steevens sweet thee thine thou art thought thyself Time's tion Translated Venus and Adonis verse vols Will's William Herbert William Shakespeare Willobie writes written XCVII.-XCIX XL.-XLII XLVIII XXVII XXXII XXXIX youth
Pasajes populares
Página 159 - They that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone. Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow. They rightly do inherit heaven's graces And husband nature's riches from expense-, They are the lords and owners of their faces. Others but stewards of their excellence. The summer's flower is to the summer sweet. Though to itself it only live and die; But if that flower with base infection meet.
Página 127 - 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 possessed, Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope...
Página 161 - Saturn laughed and leaped 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...
Página 139 - 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.
Página 113 - From fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time decease, His tender heir might bear his memory : But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel, Making a famine where abundance lies, Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel. Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament And only herald to the gaudy spring, Within thine own bud buriest thy content.
Página 222 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. [Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds ' To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
Página 121 - 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 156 - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate. The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving ? The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, And so my patent back again is swerving.
Página 126 - But then begins a journey in my head To work my mind, when body's work's expired : For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping eyelids open wide...
Página 145 - Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'ersways their power, How with this rage...