William Shakespeares Lehrjahre: Eine litterarhistorische Studie

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E. Felber, 1897 - 232 Seiten

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Seite 176 - Lord ! methought what pain it was to drown ! What dreadful noise of water in mine ears ! What sights of ugly death within mine eyes...
Seite 141 - Out of his lips like lilies pale and soft: And oft she cald to him, who answerd nought, But onely by his lookes did tell his thought.
Seite 176 - Gloster stumbled ; and, in falling, Struck me, that thought to stay him, overboard Into the tumbling billows of the main.
Seite 13 - Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till, by broad spreading, it disperse to nought.
Seite 195 - tis true I have gone here and there, And made myself a motley to the view, Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear, Made old offences of affections new; Most true it is that I have look'd on truth Askance and strangely...
Seite 96 - Content" to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Seite 146 - Now making girlonds of each flowre that grew, To crowne his golden lockes with honour dew: Now leading him into a secret shade...
Seite 204 - How would it haue ioyed braue Talbot (the terror of the French) to thinke that after he had lyne two hundred yeares in his Tombe, hee should triumphe againe on the Stage, and haue his bones newe embalmed with the teares of ten thousand spectators at least (at seuerall times) who, in the Tragedian that represents his person, imagine they behold him fresh bleeding...
Seite 143 - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Seite 25 - Recant thee, Lacy, thou art put in trust : — Edward, thy sovereign's son, hath chosen thee, A secret friend, to court her for himself, And dar'st thou wrong thy prince with treachery ? — Lacy, love makes no exception of a friend, Nor deems it of a prince but as a man.

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