The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, Volume 8 |
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... the cheerful society of wedlock . " 2 Contemn is here used in the sense of throw aside ; as Malone explains it , " contemptuously refuse this favor . " Red cheeks and fiery eyes blaze forth her wrong ; VENUS AND ADONIS 19.
... the cheerful society of wedlock . " 2 Contemn is here used in the sense of throw aside ; as Malone explains it , " contemptuously refuse this favor . " Red cheeks and fiery eyes blaze forth her wrong ; VENUS AND ADONIS 19.
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... sea hath bounds , but deep desire hath none , Therefore no marvel though thy horse be gone . 1 Malone explains this " thy heart wounded as mine is . " 2 Grave , engrave . " How like a jade he stood , tied to 26 VENUS AND ADONIS .
... sea hath bounds , but deep desire hath none , Therefore no marvel though thy horse be gone . 1 Malone explains this " thy heart wounded as mine is . " 2 Grave , engrave . " How like a jade he stood , tied to 26 VENUS AND ADONIS .
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... Malone . 2 Cranks , winds . So in Henry IV . Part I. : : - " See how this river comes me cranking in . " 3 Musits . The term is explained in Markham's " Gentiemen's Academy , " 1595 : " We term the place where she [ the hare ] sitteth ...
... Malone . 2 Cranks , winds . So in Henry IV . Part I. : : - " See how this river comes me cranking in . " 3 Musits . The term is explained in Markham's " Gentiemen's Academy , " 1595 : " We term the place where she [ the hare ] sitteth ...
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... Malone talks of Shakspeare having fallen into the error of " hasty writers , who are deceived by the noun immediately preceding the verb being in the plural number . " We hold that to be a false refinement which destroys the landmarks ...
... Malone talks of Shakspeare having fallen into the error of " hasty writers , who are deceived by the noun immediately preceding the verb being in the plural number . " We hold that to be a false refinement which destroys the landmarks ...
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... Malone has suggested , but he does not act upon the suggestion , that " the word intended was perhaps or , i . e . gold , to which the poet compares the deep color of a blush . " We have no doubt whatever of the matter . The lines in ...
... Malone has suggested , but he does not act upon the suggestion , that " the word intended was perhaps or , i . e . gold , to which the poet compares the deep color of a blush . " We have no doubt whatever of the matter . The lines in ...
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Page 262 - 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.
Page 203 - Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Page 309 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Page 367 - If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy Love.
Page 273 - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate ; The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving? The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, And so my patent back again is swerving.
Page 300 - And brass eternal slave to mortal rage ; When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay ; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away.
Page 352 - A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Page 155 - 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 remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings'.
Page 197 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights, Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have...
Page 286 - Shall I compare 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...