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If it were now to die , " Twere now to be most happy ; for I fear , My soul hath her content so absolute , That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.- Othello . It was a day of cloudless sunshine when Morton set ...
If it were now to die , " Twere now to be most happy ; for I fear , My soul hath her content so absolute , That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.- Othello . It was a day of cloudless sunshine when Morton set ...
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Page 135 - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Page 349 - I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano ; A stage, where every man must play a part, And mine a sad one.
Page 317 - We twain have met like ships upon the sea, Who hold an hour's converse, so short, so sweet ; • One little hour ! and then, away they speed On lonely paths, through mist, and cloud, and foam, To meet no more.
Page 367 - Nought's had, all's spent, Where our desire is got without content : 'Tis safer to be that which we destroy Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
Page 62 - But when he came, though pale and wan, He looked so great and high, So noble was his manly front, So calm his steadfast eye ; — The rabble rout forbore to shout, And each man held his breath, For well they knew the hero's soul Was face to face with death.
Page 22 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Page 60 - I'll never love thee more. Like Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone, My thoughts shall evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, That puts it not unto the touch, To win or lose it all.
Page 393 - Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now.
Page 62 - God ! that ghastly gibbet ! how dismal 'tis to see The great, tall, spectral skeleton, the ladder and the tree ! Hark ! hark ! it is the clash of arms, the bells begin to toll — He is coming ! he is coming ! God's mercy on his soul...
Page 61 - I'll serve thee in such noble ways Was never heard before ; I'll crown and deck thee all with bays, And love thee evermore.