The poems of Robert Greene, Christopher Marlowe, and Ben Jonson, ed., with notes, by R. Bell1876 |
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... tell me , of what ancient pedigree . TH VERSES . UNDER THE PICTURE OF FORTUNE . ' HE fickle seat whereon proud ... tells us the inconstant state Of such as trust to Fortune or to fate . 33 FROM MENAPHON . * APOLLO'S ORACLE . WHEN Neptune ...
... tell me , of what ancient pedigree . TH VERSES . UNDER THE PICTURE OF FORTUNE . ' HE fickle seat whereon proud ... tells us the inconstant state Of such as trust to Fortune or to fate . 33 FROM MENAPHON . * APOLLO'S ORACLE . WHEN Neptune ...
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... tell the sweet , or tell the secret pain . Yet I that have been ' prentice to the grief , Like to the cunning sea - man from afar , By guess will take the beauty of that star , Whose influence must yield me chief relief . You censors of ...
... tell the sweet , or tell the secret pain . Yet I that have been ' prentice to the grief , Like to the cunning sea - man from afar , By guess will take the beauty of that star , Whose influence must yield me chief relief . You censors of ...
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... tell : Sweet censors , take my silly worst for well ; My faith is firm , though homely be my lay . WH MELICERTUS ' ECLOGUE . WHAT need compare , where sweet exceeds compare ? Who draws his thoughts of love from senseless Their pomp and ...
... tell : Sweet censors , take my silly worst for well ; My faith is firm , though homely be my lay . WH MELICERTUS ' ECLOGUE . WHAT need compare , where sweet exceeds compare ? Who draws his thoughts of love from senseless Their pomp and ...
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... tell his care . The shepherd blushed when Phillis questioned so , And swore by Pan it was not for his flocks ; " ' Tis love , fair Phillis , breedeth all this woe , My thoughts are trapped within thy lovely locks , Thine eye hath ...
... tell his care . The shepherd blushed when Phillis questioned so , And swore by Pan it was not for his flocks ; " ' Tis love , fair Phillis , breedeth all this woe , My thoughts are trapped within thy lovely locks , Thine eye hath ...
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... hearts to break , Words most sweet , for breath was sweet Such perfume for love is meet , Precious words , as hard to tell Which more pleased , wit or smell ; When I saw my greatest pains Grow for her that 60 ROBERT GREENE . FRANCESCO'S.
... hearts to break , Words most sweet , for breath was sweet Such perfume for love is meet , Precious words , as hard to tell Which more pleased , wit or smell ; When I saw my greatest pains Grow for her that 60 ROBERT GREENE . FRANCESCO'S.
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Alexis beauty bel ami Ben Jonson blood breath bright Cæsar called CARMELA CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE coloured Coridon court COVENT GARDEN crown death delight desire doth Earl earth Edition English Engravings epigram EURYMACHUS eyes face fair fame fate fear fire flame flowers follies fortune GEORGE BELL Gifford grace Greene Greene's grief hair hast hath heart heaven Hero Hero and Leander honour Hymen Jonson king kiss lady Leander light live look Lord love's lovers Marlowe masques MELICERTUS Memoir mind mistress muse N'oserez never night nymph Phillis Phoebus piece play poems poet Pompey Portrait praise Queen repentance Richard Brome Robert Greene Shakspeare shepherd shine sighs sing smile song sorrow soul swain sweet Tamburlaine tears tell thee Thessaly thine thou art thought Translated unto Venus verse virtue vols vows wanton Wherein WILLIAM HAZLITT youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 399 - The applause! delight! the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare, rise ; I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room : Thou art a monument, without a tomb, And art alive still, while thy book doth live, And we have wits to read, and praise to give.
Seite 232 - With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
Seite 231 - And we will all the pleasures prove That hills and valleys, dale and field, And all the craggy mountains yield. There will we sit upon the rocks And see the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals.
Seite 230 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Seite 498 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Seite 399 - Euripides, and Sophocles to us; Pacuvius, Accius, him of Cordova dead, To life again, to hear thy buskin tread, And shake a stage ; or, when thy socks were on, Leave thee alone for the comparison Of all that insolent Greece or haughty Rome Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come.
Seite 399 - For, if I thought my judgment were of years, I should commit thee surely with thy peers ; And tell how far thou didst our Lyly outshine, Or sporting Kyd, or Marlowe's mighty line ; And, though thou had'st small Latin and less Greek...
Seite 271 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war. Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Seite 298 - scaped world's and flesh's rage, And, if no other misery, yet age! Rest in soft peace; and, asked, say: Here doth lie Ben Jonson his best piece of poetry — For whose sake, henceforth, all his vows be such, As what he loves may never like too much.