The Sonnets of William Shakspere: Rearranged and Divided Into Four Parts ; with an Introduction and Explanatory NotesJohn Russell Smith, 1859 - 120 páginas |
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... fears , " unless the accomplished critic mistakes for meanness the loving tenderness and pathos of the poet , who even , to the last stanza , always speaks of his friend as his best and dearest bosom friend , " mutual render , only me ...
... fears , " unless the accomplished critic mistakes for meanness the loving tenderness and pathos of the poet , who even , to the last stanza , always speaks of his friend as his best and dearest bosom friend , " mutual render , only me ...
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... Fear , as being o'erpower'd ; therefore Make space enough between you . Notwithstanding the high eulogiums which have been lavished on this wonderful play , on making , as it were , an anatomical dissection thereof , we are forced to ...
... Fear , as being o'erpower'd ; therefore Make space enough between you . Notwithstanding the high eulogiums which have been lavished on this wonderful play , on making , as it were , an anatomical dissection thereof , we are forced to ...
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... fear to wet a widow's eye , That thou consum'st thyself in single life ? Ah ! if thou issueless shalt hap to die , The world will wail thee , like a makeless 2 wife : The world will be thy widow , and still weep That thou no form of ...
... fear to wet a widow's eye , That thou consum'st thyself in single life ? Ah ! if thou issueless shalt hap to die , The world will wail thee , like a makeless 2 wife : The world will be thy widow , and still weep That thou no form of ...
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... still doth stand , Hath motion , and mine eye may be deceived , For fear of which , hear this , thou age unbred , Ere you were born , was beauty's summer dead . XXX . Let not my love be call'd idolatry , SONNETS . 53.
... still doth stand , Hath motion , and mine eye may be deceived , For fear of which , hear this , thou age unbred , Ere you were born , was beauty's summer dead . XXX . Let not my love be call'd idolatry , SONNETS . 53.
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... divining eyes , They had not skill enough your worth to sing : For we , which now behold these present days , Have eyes to wonder , but lack tongues to praise . XXXII . Not mine own fears , nor the prophetic 54 SONNETS .
... divining eyes , They had not skill enough your worth to sing : For we , which now behold these present days , Have eyes to wonder , but lack tongues to praise . XXXII . Not mine own fears , nor the prophetic 54 SONNETS .
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The Sonnets of William Shakspere: Rearranged and Divided Into Four Parts William Shakespeare Visualização integral - 1859 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Antony Antony and Cleopatra bear beauteous beauty's behold bright Cæsar canst dead dear death deeds delight disgrace dost thou Earl Earl of Pembroke Enobarbus epistle eye doth face false fear flowers gainst gentle give grace hand happy hate hath heaven Julius Cæsar Lepidus live look love thee love's Love's fire Mark Antony Marlowe Menas Muse night painted Passionate Pilgrim pity Plutarch poem poet poetical Pompey poor praise pride proud prove rhyme rich rose Shakspere Shakspere's shalt shame sight sinful earth sonnets soul Southampton speak spirit stanza steal summer's swear tell thine eyes things Thomas Thorpe thou art thou dost thou hast thou lov'st thou may'st thou seest thou wilt thought thy beauty thy fair thy heart thy love thy sweet thyself Time's tongue true mind truth Venus and Adonis verse Whilst young youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 61 - 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.
Página 56 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Página 54 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights, Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have expressed Even such a beauty as you master now.
Página 119 - d no sooner but despised straight; Past reason hunted; and no sooner had, Past reason hated, as a swallowed bait, On purpose laid to make the taker mad...
Página 82 - 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.
Página 41 - If the true concord of well-tuned sounds, By unions married, do offend thine ear, They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds In singleness the parts that thou shouldst bear. Mark how one string, sweet husband to another, Strikes each in each by mutual ordering ; Resembling sire and child and happy mother, Who, all in one, one pleasing note do sing : Whose speechless song, being many, seeming one, Sings this to thee,
Página 58 - 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 86 - Tired with all these, for restful death I cry, As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity...
Página 89 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Página 37 - 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...