The Wisdom and Genius of Shakespeare: Comprising Moral Philosophy--delineations of Character--paintings of Nature and the Passions--one Thousand Aphorisms--and Miscellaneous PiecesAdam Scott, 1853 - 575 Seiten |
Im Buch
Ergebnisse 1-5 von 71
Seite 4
... Art . Labouring art can never ransom nature From her inaidable estate . Nature is made better by no mean , 35 - ii ... thou art there : if I make my bed in hell , behold , thou art there . If I take the wings of the morning , and dwell ...
... Art . Labouring art can never ransom nature From her inaidable estate . Nature is made better by no mean , 35 - ii ... thou art there : if I make my bed in hell , behold , thou art there . If I take the wings of the morning , and dwell ...
Seite 9
... thou art Death's fool ; For him thou labour'st by thy flight to shun , And yet runn'st toward him still : Thou art not noble ; For all the accommodations that thou bear'st Are nursed by baseness : Thou art by no means MORAL PHILOSOPHY . 9.
... thou art Death's fool ; For him thou labour'st by thy flight to shun , And yet runn'st toward him still : Thou art not noble ; For all the accommodations that thou bear'st Are nursed by baseness : Thou art by no means MORAL PHILOSOPHY . 9.
Seite 10
... Thou art by no means valiant ; For thou dost fear the soft and tender fork Of a poor worm : Thy best of rest is sleep , And that thou oft provok'st . Thou art not thyself ; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out of ...
... Thou art by no means valiant ; For thou dost fear the soft and tender fork Of a poor worm : Thy best of rest is sleep , And that thou oft provok'st . Thou art not thyself ; For thou exist'st on many a thousand grains That issue out of ...
Seite 42
... them from thy aid ; They buy thy help : but Sin ne'er gives a fee , He gratis comes ; and thou art well appay'd , As well to hear as grant what he hath said . Guilty thou art of murder and of theft ; Guilty 42 MORAL PHILOSOPHY .
... them from thy aid ; They buy thy help : but Sin ne'er gives a fee , He gratis comes ; and thou art well appay'd , As well to hear as grant what he hath said . Guilty thou art of murder and of theft ; Guilty 42 MORAL PHILOSOPHY .
Seite 43
... thou art of murder and of theft ; Guilty of perjury and subornation ; Guilty of treason , forgery , and shift ; Guilty of incest , that abomination : An accessary by thine inclination To all sins past , and all that are to come , From ...
... thou art of murder and of theft ; Guilty of perjury and subornation ; Guilty of treason , forgery , and shift ; Guilty of incest , that abomination : An accessary by thine inclination To all sins past , and all that are to come , From ...
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ADAM SCOTT art thou bear beauty behold betimes better blessed blood BRANDON TURNER breast breath cheek choughs Coriolanus danger death deeds devil dost doth eagles dare earth evil eyes fair fall false faults fear fire flatter flower folly fool fortune friends gentle give gold grace grief grow hand hath Hazael hear heart heaven hollow earth honest honour hour Julius Cæsar king libertine live look lord man's marriage men's mercy mind nature ne'er never night noble o'er passion patience peace pity Poems poison'd poor praise proud rage rich Shakspeare shame shew sigh sing sleep smile Sonnet 60 sorrow soul sour sweet speak spirit stand strong sweet tears tempest thee There's thine things thou art thou hast thoughts tongue true truth unto valour vex'd vile virtue vows weep wind wise words wretched youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 537 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Seite 287 - 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...
Seite 421 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd. O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes
Seite 562 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Seite 35 - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor : suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
Seite 68 - All murder'd : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Seite 98 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Seite 299 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids...
Seite 256 - O! it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings...
Seite 509 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son ; This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world...