The Shakespearean Enigma and an Elizabethan ManiaAmerican Library Service, 1924 - 342 páginas |
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... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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... thou couldst answer " This fair child of mine Shall sum my count and make my old excuse , ' Proving his beauty by succession thine ! This were to be new made when thou art old , And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold ...
... thou couldst answer " This fair child of mine Shall sum my count and make my old excuse , ' Proving his beauty by succession thine ! This were to be new made when thou art old , And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold ...
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... thou viewest Now is the time that face should form another ; Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest , Thou dost beguile the world , unbless some mother . For where is she so fair whose unear'd womb Disdains the tillage of thy ...
... thou viewest Now is the time that face should form another ; Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest , Thou dost beguile the world , unbless some mother . For where is she so fair whose unear'd womb Disdains the tillage of thy ...
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... of the last two lines . It will thus be an easy matter to compare the paraphrased reading with the text of the sonnet , and it is believed that much confusion will be avoided . SONNET 4 . Unthrifty loveliness , why dost thou spend 14.
... of the last two lines . It will thus be an easy matter to compare the paraphrased reading with the text of the sonnet , and it is believed that much confusion will be avoided . SONNET 4 . Unthrifty loveliness , why dost thou spend 14.
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... thou abuse The bounteous largess given thee to give ? Profitless usurer , why dost thou use So great a sum of sums , yet canst not live ? For having traffic with thyself alone , Thou of thyself thy sweet self dost deceive . Then how ...
... thou abuse The bounteous largess given thee to give ? Profitless usurer , why dost thou use So great a sum of sums , yet canst not live ? For having traffic with thyself alone , Thou of thyself thy sweet self dost deceive . Then how ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
abstinence addressed appetite Avisa BARNABE BARNES bear beauty beauty's believed Ben Jonson breath character cheek conclude cravings dark woman dead dear death desire dost doth drink evident expressed eyes face fair false fame fear flowers gainst genius GILES FLETCHER give grace grief hate hath heart heaven Henry Willobie imagined imitate indulgence inspiration Jonson leave lines live look love's Love's Labor's Lost lover Lover's Complaint meaning mind mistress Muse never night Ovid painting passion Passionate Pilgrim Petrarch Petrarchists phoenix pity play poem poet Poetaster poetry praise probably reason reference Shakespeare Shakespearean sonnets shame sight sober SONNET 26 SONNET 67 SONNET 71 sonnets sorrow soul Spenser spirit stanza suggestions sweet tears tell thee thine thing thou art thought thyself Time's tion tongue true truth verse vows Whilst William Shakespeare Wine wine's woman words write youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 91 - 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, with vilest worms to dwell: Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Página 29 - ... 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: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion...
Página 138 - 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 86 - Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,— As, to behold Desert a beggar born, And needy Nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest Faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded Honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden Virtue rudely strumpeted, And right Perfection wrongfully disgraced, And Strength by limping sway disabled, And Art made tongue-tied by Authority...
Página 70 - The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses. Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses: But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwooed, and unrespected fade, Die to themselves.
Página 133 - 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 subdu'd To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Página 115 - Thy looks with me, thy heart in other place ; For there can live no hatred in thine eye, Therefore in that I cannot know thy change. In many's looks the false heart's history Is writ in moods and frowns and wrinkles strange, But heaven in thy creation did decree That in thy face sweet love should ever dwell ; Whate'er thy thoughts or thy heart's workings be, Thy looks should nothing thence but sweetness tell.
Página 71 - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme ; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone, besmear'd with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And broils root out the work of masonry, Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your memory.
Página 44 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Página 167 - Two loves I have of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still: The better angel is a man right fair, The worser spirit a woman colour'd ill. To win me soon to hell, my female evil Tempteth my better angel from my side, And would corrupt my saint to be a devil, Wooing his purity with her foul pride.
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A New Variorum Edition of Shakespeare: The sonnets. 1944 William Shakespeare Visualização de excertos - 1944 |