The Shrewsbury Edition of the Works of Samuel Butler: Shakespeare's sonnetsJ. Cape, 1925 |
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Pagina xii
... give it accurately in the book . On another occasion I was again humiliated by my ignorance of Shakespeare . It was a Sunday morning in Spring and we were calling on Gaetano Meo at Hamp- stead to see the pictures he was sending to the ...
... give it accurately in the book . On another occasion I was again humiliated by my ignorance of Shakespeare . It was a Sunday morning in Spring and we were calling on Gaetano Meo at Hamp- stead to see the pictures he was sending to the ...
Pagina xix
... give up his own particular heresy . Still even among hot partisans there are always some with minds more open than others , and when a man begins to open his mind at all , the thin end even of a poor wedge , and that but clumsily ...
... give up his own particular heresy . Still even among hot partisans there are always some with minds more open than others , and when a man begins to open his mind at all , the thin end even of a poor wedge , and that but clumsily ...
Pagina xxi
... give it a moment's serious consideration . I once had a small object lesson in the danger of trusting to initials , having been repeatedly taxed with writing a poem which appeared in the Spectator , I think early in 1882 , and was ...
... give it a moment's serious consideration . I once had a small object lesson in the danger of trusting to initials , having been repeatedly taxed with writing a poem which appeared in the Spectator , I think early in 1882 , and was ...
Pagina 8
... give " Venus and Adonis , Tarquin and Lucrece , and his [ Shakespeare's ] Miscellany Poems , " but as regards the " Miscellany Poems " it is a mere reprint of Benson's medley , with the same dislocation , barbarous headings , omissions ...
... give " Venus and Adonis , Tarquin and Lucrece , and his [ Shakespeare's ] Miscellany Poems , " but as regards the " Miscellany Poems " it is a mere reprint of Benson's medley , with the same dislocation , barbarous headings , omissions ...
Pagina 9
... give the following extract from the dedication to Charles Mordaunt , Earl of Peterborough , which is signed s.N. It will at any rate serve to show into what kind of hands Shakespeare had fallen at the beginning of the eigh- teenth ...
... give the following extract from the dedication to Charles Mordaunt , Earl of Peterborough , which is signed s.N. It will at any rate serve to show into what kind of hands Shakespeare had fallen at the beginning of the eigh- teenth ...
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The Shrewsbury Edition of the Works of Samuel Butler: Shakespeare's sonnets Samuel Butler Volledige weergave - 1925 |
The Shrewsbury Edition of the Works of Samuel Butler: Shakespeare's sonnets Samuel Butler Volledige weergave - 1925 |
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Pagina 122 - Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world dreaming on things to come, Can yet the lease of my true love control, Supposed as forfeit to a confined doom.
Pagina 97 - 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.
Pagina 176 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Pagina 226 - 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 worth, despite his cruel hand.
Pagina 272 - 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 express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Pagina 188 - Coral is far more red than her lips' red: If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound: I grant I never saw a goddess go...
Pagina 223 - I chide the world-without-end hour, 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...
Pagina 198 - Two loves I have of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still: The better angel is a man right fair, The worser spirit a woman colour'd ill. To win me soon to hell, my female evil Tempteth my better angel from my side, And would corrupt my saint to be a devil, Wooing his purity with her foul pride.
Pagina 298 - So shalt thou feed on Death, that feeds on men, And Death once dead, there's no more dying then.
Pagina 175 - 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 possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...