The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Volume 20F. C. and J. Rivington; T. Egerton; J. Cuthell; Scatcherd and Letterman; Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown; Cadell and Davies ... [and 28 others in London], J. Deighton and sons, Cambridge: Wilson and son, York: and Stirling and Slade, Fairbairn and Anderson, and D. Brown, Edinburgh., 1821 |
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... contest between art and nature , but here surely there is none . I must also observe that there is scarcely a book of Shakspeare's age , whether in prose or Vouchsafe , thou wonder , to alight thy steed , 10 VENUS AND ADONIS .
... contest between art and nature , but here surely there is none . I must also observe that there is scarcely a book of Shakspeare's age , whether in prose or Vouchsafe , thou wonder , to alight thy steed , 10 VENUS AND ADONIS .
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... art thou coy ? I have been woo'd as I entreat thee now , Even by the stern and direful god of war ; Whose sinewy neck in battle ne'er did bow , Who conquers where he comes , in every jar ; Yet hath he been my captive and my slave , And ...
... art thou coy ? I have been woo'd as I entreat thee now , Even by the stern and direful god of war ; Whose sinewy neck in battle ne'er did bow , Who conquers where he comes , in every jar ; Yet hath he been my captive and my slave , And ...
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... thy head ; Look in mine eye - balls , there thy beauty lies : Then why not lips on lips , since eyes in eyes ?? Art thou asham'd to kiss ? then wink again , And I will wink ; so shall the day seem night ; Love keeps his revels where ...
... thy head ; Look in mine eye - balls , there thy beauty lies : Then why not lips on lips , since eyes in eyes ?? Art thou asham'd to kiss ? then wink again , And I will wink ; so shall the day seem night ; Love keeps his revels where ...
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... Thou wast begot " , - to get it is thy duty . 8 Upon the earth's increase why should'st thou feed , Unless the earth with thy increase be fed ? By law of nature thou art bound to breed , That thine may live , when thou thyself art dead ...
... Thou wast begot " , - to get it is thy duty . 8 Upon the earth's increase why should'st thou feed , Unless the earth with thy increase be fed ? By law of nature thou art bound to breed , That thine may live , when thou thyself art dead ...
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... Art thou obdurate , flinty , hard as steel , Nay more than flint , for stone at rain relenteth ? Art thou a woman's son , and canst not feel What ' tis to love ? how want of love tormenteth ? O , had thy mother borne so hard a mind ...
... Art thou obdurate , flinty , hard as steel , Nay more than flint , for stone at rain relenteth ? Art thou a woman's son , and canst not feel What ' tis to love ? how want of love tormenteth ? O , had thy mother borne so hard a mind ...
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ancient Antony and Cleopatra beauty blood BOSWELL breast breath cheeks Collatine Cymbeline dead dear death dost doth Earle of Southampton edition of 1600 face fair false fear flower foul gentle grief Hamlet hand hast hath haue heart heaven honour King Henry King John King Richard King Richard III kiss lips live look Lord Southampton Love's Labour's Lost lust Macbeth MALONE modern editions musick never night o'er old copy original copy Othello pale poem poet poor praise quarto queen quoth Rape of Lucrece rhyme Richard II Romeo and Juliet seems Shakspeare Shakspeare's shalt shame sighs sight Sonnet sorrow soul stanza STEEVENS sweet Tarquin tears thee thine eye thing thou art thought thyself time's Timon of Athens tongue Troilus and Cressida true Venus and Adonis verse weep wilt wind word youth
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Page 348 - I hate' from hate away she threw, And saved my life, saying—' not you.' CXLVI. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate...
Page 320 - 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...
Page 286 - ... 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. O, if, I say, you look upon this verse When I perhaps compounded am with clay, Do not so much as my poor name rehearse, But let your love even with my life decay, Lest the wise world should look into your moan And mock you with me after I am gone.
Page 273 - Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire ? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require. Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour, Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour. When you have bid your servant once adieu...
Page 248 - 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 possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
Page 28 - Round-hoof'd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide : Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
Page 306 - 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. The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only live and die, But if that flower with base infection meet, The basest weed outbraves his dignity: For sweetest things turn sourest by their...
Page 245 - Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; But then begins a journey in my head...
Page 272 - Not marble , nor the gilded monuments Of princes , shall out-live 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.
Page 235 - If it were fill'd with your most high deserts ? Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would say 'This poet lies; Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.