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Pagina 15
... long buried in the " grave " of the Middle Ages . The writers of antiquity must be invoked to give their investigations and BRAR OF THE UNIVERSITY CALTE discoveries afresh to the world , that modern writ- ers IN THE SONNETS . 15.
... long buried in the " grave " of the Middle Ages . The writers of antiquity must be invoked to give their investigations and BRAR OF THE UNIVERSITY CALTE discoveries afresh to the world , that modern writ- ers IN THE SONNETS . 15.
Pagina 16
... writers is deemed the leading object . Mr. Richard Grant White , in his introduction to the Sonnets , gives the following concise state- ment of some of the many conjectures of writers concerning 16 BACON AND SHAKESPEARE.
... writers is deemed the leading object . Mr. Richard Grant White , in his introduction to the Sonnets , gives the following concise state- ment of some of the many conjectures of writers concerning 16 BACON AND SHAKESPEARE.
Pagina 23
... gives nothing , but doth lend , And being frank , she lends to those are free . Then , beauteous niggard , why dost Thou abuse The bounteous largess given Thee to give ? Profitless usurer , why dost Thou use So great a sum of sums , yet ...
... gives nothing , but doth lend , And being frank , she lends to those are free . Then , beauteous niggard , why dost Thou abuse The bounteous largess given Thee to give ? Profitless usurer , why dost Thou use So great a sum of sums , yet ...
Pagina 24
... give him an undying name . It is wrong not to " live " ( perpetuate himself ) , with " so great a sum of sums " ( such wide and varied powers ) . He belies himself by keeping them unused ; and will leave nothing to show that he has ever ...
... give him an undying name . It is wrong not to " live " ( perpetuate himself ) , with " so great a sum of sums " ( such wide and varied powers ) . He belies himself by keeping them unused ; and will leave nothing to show that he has ever ...
Pagina 29
... give them endurance ) . SONNET 11 . As fast as Thou shalt wane , so fast Thou growest In one of Thine , from that which Thou departest ; And that fresh blood which youngly Thou bestowest , Thou may'st call Thine , when Thou from youth ...
... give them endurance ) . SONNET 11 . As fast as Thou shalt wane , so fast Thou growest In one of Thine , from that which Thou departest ; And that fresh blood which youngly Thou bestowest , Thou may'st call Thine , when Thou from youth ...
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Adagia addressed alluded appear authorship Bacon and Shakespeare Baconian theory beauty's better character composition concealed Cymbeline dear death decay delight delineation doth dramas Elizabeth Essex fair false faults favor fear flowers fortune Francis Bacon give grace Gray's Gray's Inn grief hast hate hath heart Henry VI hundred illustrate immortal Julius Cæsar labors lest lines live look Lord Lord Bacon Love's Love's Labor's Lost Lucrece Macbeth means memory ment merit mind Mistress Muse nature never night Novum Organum Othello pity play poem poet praise queen says Shake shame SONNET sorrow speare summer theatre Thee things Thou art Thou dost Thou Truth Thy love Thy sweet Thy Thought Thyself Time's Timon Timon of Athens tion Tragedy true Truth and Beauty Venus and Adonis verse weed William Shakespeare words write written youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 95 - O how much more doth beauty beauteous seem, By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses...
Pagina 104 - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow: And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy wortli, despite his cruel hand.
Pagina 182 - 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 expressed Even such a beauty as you master now.
Pagina 93 - So am I as the rich, whose blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain* jewels in the carcanet.
Pagina 94 - What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you ; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new...
Pagina 212 - Past reason hunted, and no sooner had, Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait On purpose laid to make the taker mad; Mad in pursuit, and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream. All this the world well knows; yet none knows well To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell. CXXX My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips...
Pagina 99 - Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour When you have bid your servant once adieu ; Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought Save, where you are how happy you make those.
Pagina 145 - Your name from hence immortal life shall have, Though I, once gone, to all the world must die : The earth can yield me but a common grave, When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie. Your monument shall be my gentle verse. Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read ; And tongues to be, your being shall rehearse. When all the breathers of this world are dead ; You still shall live (such virtue hath my pen.) Where breath most breathes, — even in the mouths of men.
Pagina 157 - 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?
Pagina 229 - When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutor'd youth, Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young, Although she knows my days are past the best...