Essays on Shakespeare and His WorksSir Spenser St. John Smith, Elder & Company, 1908 - 311 Seiten |
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... thee for herself ; for thou hast been As one , in suffering all , that suffers nothing , A man that fortune's buffets and rewards Hast ta'en with equal thanks : and blest are those Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled , That ...
... thee for herself ; for thou hast been As one , in suffering all , that suffers nothing , A man that fortune's buffets and rewards Hast ta'en with equal thanks : and blest are those Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled , That ...
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... thee , ' etc. Wherever Horatio appears throughout the drama , he shows like some bright particular star , and throws a blaze of light and glory over the scene . At the close , when he is about to drink the poison that he may accompany ...
... thee , ' etc. Wherever Horatio appears throughout the drama , he shows like some bright particular star , and throws a blaze of light and glory over the scene . At the close , when he is about to drink the poison that he may accompany ...
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... thee till thy wound be throughly heal'd . Then , improving on this idea , she takes the fragments of the letters , one containing her name , the other that of Proteus , and says : Thus will I fold them upon one another : Now 156 ESSAYS ...
... thee till thy wound be throughly heal'd . Then , improving on this idea , she takes the fragments of the letters , one containing her name , the other that of Proteus , and says : Thus will I fold them upon one another : Now 156 ESSAYS ...
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... thee that too . A heavy summons lies like lead upon me , And yet I would not sleep : merciful powers , Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature Gives way to in repose ! Give me my sword . He demands back his weapon because he ...
... thee that too . A heavy summons lies like lead upon me , And yet I would not sleep : merciful powers , Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature Gives way to in repose ! Give me my sword . He demands back his weapon because he ...
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... thee , That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Had anyone whispered in his ears the name of Richard the Second , he would have understood the real state of the case . He is not , however , in ...
... thee , That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Had anyone whispered in his ears the name of Richard the Second , he would have understood the real state of the case . He is not , however , in ...
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Seite 87 - Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal, throned by the west ; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon; And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Seite 228 - Live you ? or are you aught That man may question ? You seem to understand me, By each at once her choppy finger laying Upon her skinny lips. — You should be women, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so.
Seite 69 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Seite 191 - O, then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her wagon-spokes made of long spinners...
Seite 184 - O ! mickle is the powerful grace that lies In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities : For nought so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give...
Seite 131 - Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice And could of men distinguish, her election Hath seal'd thee for herself; for thou hast been As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing, A man that fortune's buffets and rewards Hast ta'en with equal thanks...
Seite 68 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Seite 143 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Seite 249 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Seite 67 - For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings...