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 - 1851 - 624 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...of any fear from thence. But when your countenance fil'db up his line, Then lack'd I matter ; that enfeebled mine. LXXXVII. Farewell 1 thou art too dear... | |
| William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 484 páginas
...precious 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 filTd up his line, Then lack'd I matter ; that enfeebled mine. LXXXVII. Farewell : thou art too dear... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 760 páginas
...you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb, the womb wherein they grew t Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above...gulls him with intelligence, As victors of my silence can not boast; I was not sick of any fear from thence! But when your countenance fill'd up his line,... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1853 - 764 páginas
...brain inhearse, Making their tomb, the womb wherein they grew f W.BS it his spirit, by spirits tnught to write Above a mortal pitch that struck me dead...gulls him with intelligence, As victors of my silence can not boast ; I was not sick of any fear from tKence l But when your countenance fill'd up his line,... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1854 - 766 páginas
...verse, Bound for the praise of all-too-precious you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb, the womb wherein they grew I Was...gulls him with intelligence, As victors of my silence can not boast; I was not sick of any fear from thence ! But when your countenance fill'd up his line,... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1855 - 280 páginas
...S1IAKSMAKE. 13 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...of any fear from thence. But when your countenance filed t up his line, Then lacked I matter; that enfeebled mine. 87 Farewell ! thou art too dear for... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1856 - 424 páginas
...you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inherre, 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 filM b up his line Thenlack'd I matter; that enfeebled mine. Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing,... | |
| William Shakespeare, Henry Howard Earl of Surrey, George Gilfillan - 1856 - 364 páginas
...they grew ? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above a mortal pitch, that struck me dead 1 No, neither he, nor his compeers by night Giving him...of any fear from thence. But when your countenance filed 2 up his line, Then lack'd I matter ; that enfeebled mine. 1 'Reserve:' preserve.—2 'Filed:'... | |
| William Shakespeare - 1857 - 336 páginas
...preserve. Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to writ* Above a mortal pitch, that struck me dead:1 No, neither he, nor his compeers by night Giving him...of any fear from thence. But when your countenance filed ' up his line, Then lack'd I matter ; that enfeebled mine. Farewell ! thou art too dear for my... | |
| 1857 - 592 páginas
...inhearsc, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew? Wo» it his spirit, by spirits taught to itritf, Above a mortal pitch that struck me dead ? No, neither...gulls him with intelligence, As victors of my silence can I boast, I was not sick of any fear from thence." This bring us to the point, who were these spirits... | |
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