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Página 617
... hold ; That is the madman . The lover , all as frantic , Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt . The poet's eye , in a fine phrensy rolling , Doth glance from heav'n to earth , from earth to And , as imagination bodies forth [ heav'n ...
... hold ; That is the madman . The lover , all as frantic , Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt . The poet's eye , in a fine phrensy rolling , Doth glance from heav'n to earth , from earth to And , as imagination bodies forth [ heav'n ...
Página 620
... Hold you content ; what , man ! I know And what they weigh , even to the utmost scruple : Scambling , out - facing , fashion - mongering boys , That lie , and cog , and flout , deprave , and slander , Go anticly , and show outward ...
... Hold you content ; what , man ! I know And what they weigh , even to the utmost scruple : Scambling , out - facing , fashion - mongering boys , That lie , and cog , and flout , deprave , and slander , Go anticly , and show outward ...
Página 626
... hold acquaintance with the waves , So long as I could see . Actions of the Great always talked of . You know What great ones do , the less will prattle of . Outward Appearance a Token of inward Worth . There is a fair behaviour in thee ...
... hold acquaintance with the waves , So long as I could see . Actions of the Great always talked of . You know What great ones do , the less will prattle of . Outward Appearance a Token of inward Worth . There is a fair behaviour in thee ...
Página 629
... hold in hate . Duke . Ay , but she'll think , that it is spoke Pro . Ay , if his enemy deliver it ; [ in hate . Therefore , it must , with circumstance , be spoken By one whom she esteemeth as his friend . The Power of Poetry with Women ...
... hold in hate . Duke . Ay , but she'll think , that it is spoke Pro . Ay , if his enemy deliver it ; [ in hate . Therefore , it must , with circumstance , be spoken By one whom she esteemeth as his friend . The Power of Poetry with Women ...
Página 633
... hold some counsel In such a business . Rural Simplicity . I was not much afeard : for once or twice , I was about to speak : and tell him plainly , The self - same sun that shines upon his court Hides not his visage from our cottage ...
... hold some counsel In such a business . Rural Simplicity . I was not much afeard : for once or twice , I was about to speak : and tell him plainly , The self - same sun that shines upon his court Hides not his visage from our cottage ...
Términos y frases comunes
Adam Bell art thou bear beauty behold blood bosom breast breath Britons Brutus busk Cæsar call'd Cato charms cheek Childe Waters cried dead dear death Derry dost doth dreadful e'en e'er Epigram ev'ry eyes fair fair lady fame fate father fear flow'rs fool GARRICK gentle give grace grief hand hath head hear heart Heaven honor Juba king Lady live look lord lov'd maid mind muse ne'er never night noble nymph o'er once passion peace pity play poison'd poor pow'r praise pride prince Prologue quoth Rome round sayd scene seem'd SHAKSPEARE sigh sing sleep smile soft Song sorrow soul speak spleen sweet sword Syphax tears tell thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought tongue true Twas twill vex'd virtue weep willow Wilm wind wretched yemen youth Zounds
Pasajes populares
Página 790 - How sleep the Brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there!
Página 745 - Had ye been there, for what could that have done? What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore, The Muse herself for her enchanting son, Whom universal nature did lament, When by the rout that made the hideous roar, His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore?
Página 640 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. This above all : to thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Página 631 - His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm Crested the world : his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends ; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
Página 589 - 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 662 - tis true, this god did shake : His coward lips did from their colour fly ; And that same eye whose bend doth awe the world Did lose his lustre : I did hear him groan : Ay, and that tongue of his that bade the Romans Mark him, and write his speeches in their books, , Alas ! it cried, " Give me some drink, Titinius,
Página 664 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii: — Look, in this place, ran Cassius...
Página 643 - The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Página 745 - Built in th' eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe. "Ah! who hath reft," quoth he, "my dearest pledge?
Página 661 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.