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Page 158 - The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the set phrase of peace ; For since these arms of mine had seven years...
Page 152 - My father's spirit in arms ! all is not well; I doubt some foul play: 'would, the night were come! Till then sit still, my soul: Foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.
Page 118 - Faithful — as dog, the lonely shepherd's pride, True — as the helm, the bark's protecting guide, Firm — as the shaft that props the towering dome, Sweet — as to shipwreck'd seamen land and home, Lovely — as child, a parent's sole delight, Radiant — as morn that breaks a stormy night, Grateful — as streams, that in some deep recess With rills unhop'd the panting traveller bless, Is he, that links with mine his chain of life, Names himself lord, and deigns to call me — wife...
Page 106 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me ; Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuff's out his vacant garments with his form ; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief.
Page 55 - When that this body did contain a spirit, A kingdom for it was too small a bound; But now two paces of the vilest earth Is room enough: this earth, that bears thee dead, Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
Page 33 - MERCURY. heave, and the roaring echo of thunder rolls bellowing by us ; and deep blazing wreaths of lightning are glaring, and hurricanes whirl the dust; and blasts of all the winds are leaping forth, shewing one against the other a strife of conflict gusts ; and the firmament is embroiled with the deep1.
Page 5 - O divine aether and ye swift-winged breezes, and ye fountains of riv ers, and countless dimpling of the waves of the deep; and thou Earth, mother of all, — and to the all-seeing orb of the Sun, I appeal ! Look upon me what treatment I, a God, am enduring at the hand of the Gods !"* The spectators simply let lyric emotion lead them on in order to obtain primitive metaphors, which, without being conscious of it, were the germs of their faith.
Page 39 - Masculine coarseness and lack of chivalry are also revealed in such abuse of woman as ^Eschj'lus—in the favorite Greek manner, puts in the mouth of Eteocles : " 0 ye abominations of the wise. Neither in woes nor in welcome prosperity may I be associated with woman-kind ; for when woman prevails, her audacity is more than one can live with ; and when affrighted she is still a greater mischief to her home and city.