Shakspeare and His Times: Including the Biography of the Poet, Criticisms on His Genius and Writings, a New Chronology of His Plays, a Disquisition on the Object of His Sonnets, and a History of the Manners, Customs, Amusements, Superstitions, Poetry, and Elegant Literature of His AgeBaudry's European Library, 1838 - 660 Seiten |
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... d with love's sighs . " - Love's Labour's Lost . Act iv . sc . 3 . and we have seen that an opportunity for qualification was very early placed within his power . That he availed himself of it , there can be no doubt ; and had his ...
... d with love's sighs . " - Love's Labour's Lost . Act iv . sc . 3 . and we have seen that an opportunity for qualification was very early placed within his power . That he availed himself of it , there can be no doubt ; and had his ...
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... d with ambergris , the carcases Of three fat wethers bruised for gravy , to Make sauce for a single peacock ; yet their feasts Were fasts , compared with the city's . " + It was the custom in the houses of the country - gentlemen to ...
... d with ambergris , the carcases Of three fat wethers bruised for gravy , to Make sauce for a single peacock ; yet their feasts Were fasts , compared with the city's . " + It was the custom in the houses of the country - gentlemen to ...
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... d with care and diligence ; let it be rather to satisfie nature , than her affections , and apter to kill hunger than revive new appetites ; let it proceed more from the provision of her own yard , than the furniture of the markets ...
... d with care and diligence ; let it be rather to satisfie nature , than her affections , and apter to kill hunger than revive new appetites ; let it proceed more from the provision of her own yard , than the furniture of the markets ...
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... d with sluttish soote A whole inch thick , shining like black - moor's brows , Through smoke that downe the headlesse barrel blows . At his bed's feete feeden his stalled teame , His swine beneath , his pullen o'er the beame . A starved ...
... d with sluttish soote A whole inch thick , shining like black - moor's brows , Through smoke that downe the headlesse barrel blows . At his bed's feete feeden his stalled teame , His swine beneath , his pullen o'er the beame . A starved ...
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... d with bacon , and store of pancakes and fritters are made . She that is noted for lying in bed long , or any other miscarriage , hath the first pancake presented to her , which most commonly falls to the dogs ' share at last , for no ...
... d with bacon , and store of pancakes and fritters are made . She that is noted for lying in bed long , or any other miscarriage , hath the first pancake presented to her , which most commonly falls to the dogs ' share at last , for no ...
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Seite 189 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Seite 547 - To-day, my lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
Seite 372 - O, then vouchsafe me but this loving thought: 'Had my friend's Muse grown with this growing age, A dearer birth than this his love had brought, To march in ranks of better equipage: But since he died, and poets better prove, Theirs for their style I'll read, his for his love.
Seite 139 - Sparta: never did I hear Such gallant chiding; for, besides the groves, The skies, the fountains, every region near Seem'd all one mutual cry: I never heard So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
Seite 385 - When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard; Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou among the wastes of time must go...
Seite 520 - And so I was, which plainly signified That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog. Then, since the heavens have shap'd my body so, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me!
Seite 506 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours.
Seite 386 - 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.
Seite 193 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Seite 200 - And though this, probably the first essay of his poetry, be lost, yet it is said to have been so very bitter, that it redoubled the prosecution against him to that degree, that he was obliged to leave his business and family in Warwickshire, for some time, and shelter himself in London.