Poems on Several Occasions: By ShakespeareA. Murden, R. Newton, T. Davidson, C. Anderson, W. Nelson, and S. Paterson, 1760 - 250 pagina's |
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Pagina 17
... hear nor fee , Yet fhould I be in love , by touching thee . Say , that the fenfe of reafon were bereft me , And that I could not fee , nor hear , nor touch ; And nothing but the very smell were left me , Yet would my love to thee be ...
... hear nor fee , Yet fhould I be in love , by touching thee . Say , that the fenfe of reafon were bereft me , And that I could not fee , nor hear , nor touch ; And nothing but the very smell were left me , Yet would my love to thee be ...
Pagina 26
... hear , And now his grief may be compared well To one fore fick , that hears the passing bell . Then shalt thou see the dew - bedabled wretch Turn , and return , indenting with the way : Each envious briar his weary legs doth fcratch ...
... hear , And now his grief may be compared well To one fore fick , that hears the passing bell . Then shalt thou see the dew - bedabled wretch Turn , and return , indenting with the way : Each envious briar his weary legs doth fcratch ...
Pagina 32
... hears no tidings of her love : She hearkens for his hounds , and for his horn ; Anon fhe hears them chaunt it luftily , And all in hafte fhe coafteth to the cry . And as the runs , the bushes in the way , Some catch her by the neck ...
... hears no tidings of her love : She hearkens for his hounds , and for his horn ; Anon fhe hears them chaunt it luftily , And all in hafte fhe coafteth to the cry . And as the runs , the bushes in the way , Some catch her by the neck ...
Pagina 35
... hears fome huntfman hollow :: A nurfe's fong ne'er pleas'd her babe fo well . The dire imagination fhe did follow , This found of hope doth labour to expel : For now reviving joy bids her rejoice , And flatters her , it is Adonis ...
... hears fome huntfman hollow :: A nurfe's fong ne'er pleas'd her babe fo well . The dire imagination fhe did follow , This found of hope doth labour to expel : For now reviving joy bids her rejoice , And flatters her , it is Adonis ...
Pagina 37
... hears a merry horn , Whereat the leaps , that was but late forlorn , As faulcon to the lure , away fhe flies : The grafs floops not , fhe treads on it fo light , And in her hafte unfortunately spies The foul boar's conqueft on her fair ...
... hears a merry horn , Whereat the leaps , that was but late forlorn , As faulcon to the lure , away fhe flies : The grafs floops not , fhe treads on it fo light , And in her hafte unfortunately spies The foul boar's conqueft on her fair ...
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Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Adonis againſt bear beauty beauty's beft behold beſt blood breaſt breath cheeks Colatine dead dear death defire doft thou doth excufe eyes face faid fair falfe falſe fame fear feek feem feen fhadow fhall fhame fhew fhould fhow fighs fight filly fing fire flain fleep flower fome forrow foul ftain ftand ftate ftill ftrive ftrong fuch fweet grace grief hath heart heaven herſelf himſelf honour kifs laft lips live looks love's Lucrece luft Menelaus moſt mufe muft muſt myſelf night pleaſe pleaſure poor praife praiſe prefent Priam quoth fhe reafon reft rofe ſay Sextus Tarquinius ſhall ſhe ſhow ſkill ſpeak ſtand ſtay ſtill ſuch ſweet Tarquin tears thee thefe themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thought thouſand thro thyself tongue treaſure true unto uſe weep Whilft whofe Whoſe wife wilt wound yourſelf youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 127 - For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, Looking on darkness which the blind do see; Save that my soul's imaginary sight Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly...
Pagina 111 - 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.
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 176 - 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.
Pagina 245 - And all complain of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields ; A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's Spring, but sorrow's Fall.
Pagina 152 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From 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.
Pagina 130 - And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight : Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Pagina 44 - The warrant I have of your Honourable disposition, not the worth of my untutored lines, makes it assured of acceptance. What I have done is yours, what I have to do is yours, being part in all I have devoted yours.
Pagina 117 - And, all in war with time, for love of you, As he takes from you, I engraft you new.
Pagina 245 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy- buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee and be thy love.