 Was it the proud full sail of his great verse, Bound for the prize of all too precious you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above a mortal pitch,...  The Works of William Shakespeare - Página 702por William Shakespeare - 1883Visualização integral - Acerca deste livro
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1843 - 594 páginas
...you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inherse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew ! Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above...of any fear from thence ; But when your countenance fill'd up his line', Then lacked I matter ; that enfeebled mine. LXXXVII. Farewell : thou art too dear... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 596 páginas
...you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inherse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew ? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above...of any fear from thence ; But when your countenance filFd up his line 7, Then lack'd I matter ; that enfeebled mine. LXXXVII. Farewell : thou art too dear... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 600 páginas
...you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inherse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew 1 Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above...of any fear from thence ; But when your countenance fllTd up his line', Then lack'd I matter ; that enfeebled mine. LXXXVII. Farewell : thou art too dear... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 532 páginas
...yon, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inherse , Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew? Was it his spirit , by spirits taught to write Above...ghost, Which nightly gulls him with intelligence , As \ictors of my silence cannot boast. I was not sick of any fear from thence ; But when your countenance... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Henry Nelson Coleridge - 1847 - 572 páginas
...you, That did my ripe thoughts ia my brain inhearse, Making their tomb, the womb wherein they grew ? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above...of any fear from thence ! But when your countenance fill'd up his line, Then lack'd I matter, that enfeebled mine. S. LXXXVI. In Spenser, indeed, we trace... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1849 - 574 páginas
...tomb the womb wherein they grew? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above a mortal piteh, that struck me dead, ? No, neither he, nor his compeers...from thence. But, when your countenance fil'd up his linc, Then lack'd I matter : that enfeebled mine. —86. Farewell ! thou art too dear for my possessing.... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1849 - 582 páginas
...write Above a mortal pitch, that struck me dea*i ' No, neither he, nor his compeers by nigfcGiving him aid, my verse astonished. He, nor that affable...up his line . Then lack'd I matter : that enfeebled min.. Farewell ! thou art too dear for my ¡ ing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate 482 TНК... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 484 páginas
...you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew ? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above...affable familiar ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence,1 As victors, of my silence cannot boast ; 1 was not sick of any fear from thence. But... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 458 páginas
...you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew ? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above...familiar ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence, 1 As victors, of my silence cannot boast; I was not sick of any fear from thence. But when your countenance... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 446 páginas
...you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew ? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above...affable familiar ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence,1 As victors, of my silence cannot boast ; I was not sick of any fear from thence. But... | |
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