The Sonnets of William Shakspere: Rearranged and Divided Into Four Parts ; with an Introduction and Explanatory NotesJohn Russell Smith, 1859 - 120 pagina's |
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Pagina 38
... tell the face thou viewest , Now is the time that face should form another ; Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest , Thou dost beguile the world , unbless some mother . For where is she so fair , whose un - ear'd1 womb Disdains ...
... tell the face thou viewest , Now is the time that face should form another ; Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest , Thou dost beguile the world , unbless some mother . For where is she so fair , whose un - ear'd1 womb Disdains ...
Pagina 44
... tell of good or evil luck , Of plagues , of dearths , or season's quality : Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell , Pointing to each his thunder , rain , and wind , Or say , with princes if it shall go well , By oft predict that I in ...
... tell of good or evil luck , Of plagues , of dearths , or season's quality : Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell , Pointing to each his thunder , rain , and wind , Or say , with princes if it shall go well , By oft predict that I in ...
Pagina 53
... tell ; And more , much more , than in my verse can sit , Your own glass shows you , when you look in it . XXIX . To me , fair friend , you never can be old , For as you were when first your eye I eyed , Such seems your beauty still ...
... tell ; And more , much more , than in my verse can sit , Your own glass shows you , when you look in it . XXIX . To me , fair friend , you never can be old , For as you were when first your eye I eyed , Such seems your beauty still ...
Pagina 58
... 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 . 1 ' Dateless ' endless . - 2 -2 ' Expense of ...
... 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 . 1 ' Dateless ' endless . - 2 -2 ' Expense of ...
Pagina 66
... tell my name , Showing their birth , and where they did proceed ? Oh know , sweet love , I always write of you , And ... telling what is told . 1 ' Noted weed : ' a dress well known , and always the same . LVI . So oft have I invoked ...
... tell my name , Showing their birth , and where they did proceed ? Oh know , sweet love , I always write of you , And ... telling what is told . 1 ' Noted weed : ' a dress well known , and always the same . LVI . So oft have I invoked ...
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The Sonnets of William Shakspere: Rearranged and Divided Into Four Parts William Shakespeare Volledige weergave - 1859 |
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Antony Antony and Cleopatra bear beauteous beauty's behold bright Cæsar canst dead dear death deeds delight disgrace dost thou Earl Earl of Pembroke Enobarbus epistle eye doth face false fear flowers gainst gentle give grace hand happy hate hath heaven Julius Cæsar Lepidus live look love thee love's Love's fire Mark Antony Marlowe Menas Muse night painted Passionate Pilgrim pity Plutarch poem poet poetical Pompey poor praise pride proud prove rhyme rich rose Shakspere Shakspere's shalt shame sight sinful earth sonnets soul Southampton speak spirit stanza steal summer's swear tell thine eyes things Thomas Thorpe thou art thou dost thou hast thou lov'st thou may'st thou seest thou wilt thought thy beauty thy fair thy heart thy love thy sweet thyself Time's tongue true mind truth Venus and Adonis verse Whilst young youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 61 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Pagina 56 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Pagina 54 - 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 119 - d no sooner but despised straight; Past reason hunted; and no sooner had, Past reason hated, as a swallowed bait, On purpose laid to make the taker mad...
Pagina 82 - They that have power to hurt and will do none,' That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow, They rightly do inherit heaven's graces And husband nature's riches from expense ; They are the lords and owners of their faces, Others but stewards of their excellence.
Pagina 41 - If the true concord of well-tuned sounds, By unions married, do offend thine ear, They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds In singleness the parts that thou shouldst bear. Mark how one string, sweet husband to another, Strikes each in each by mutual ordering ; Resembling sire and child and happy mother, Who, all in one, one pleasing note do sing : Whose speechless song, being many, seeming one, Sings this to thee,
Pagina 58 - When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope...
Pagina 86 - Tired with all these, for restful death I cry, As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity...
Pagina 89 - 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.
Pagina 37 - FROM fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time decease, His tender heir might bear his memory...