Shakespeare's Selbstbekenntnisse nach zum Theil noch unbenutzten Quellen, Band 225A. Huschke, 1882 - 239 Seiten |
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... Lord of my love , to whom in vassalage Thy merit hath my duty strongly knit , To thee I send this written embassage , To witness duty , not to show my wit : Duty so great , which wit so poor as mine May make seem bare , in wanting words ...
... Lord of my love , to whom in vassalage Thy merit hath my duty strongly knit , To thee I send this written embassage , To witness duty , not to show my wit : Duty so great , which wit so poor as mine May make seem bare , in wanting words ...
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... Lord Grey of Wilton : Most noble Lord , the pillar of my life , And Patron of my Muses pupillage , Through whose large bounty poured on me rife , In the first season of my feeble age , I now do live , bound yours in vassalage . u . s ...
... Lord Grey of Wilton : Most noble Lord , the pillar of my life , And Patron of my Muses pupillage , Through whose large bounty poured on me rife , In the first season of my feeble age , I now do live , bound yours in vassalage . u . s ...
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... Lord of my love to whom in vassalage , Thy merit hath my duty strongly knit ! haben wir den Herrn der Liebe ( im Codex amoris die Herrin ) den Vassal ( dort den dienenden Ritter ) und die Dienstespflicht ( duty ) des letzteren . In ...
... Lord of my love to whom in vassalage , Thy merit hath my duty strongly knit ! haben wir den Herrn der Liebe ( im Codex amoris die Herrin ) den Vassal ( dort den dienenden Ritter ) und die Dienstespflicht ( duty ) des letzteren . In ...
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... lords " sagen , und im König Heinrich IV . haben wir : „ , sweet young prince " „ sweet Hal “ „ sweet honey lord " „ sweet Oxford “ „ sweet earl " u . s . w . , ja Falstaff nennt den König Heinrich ,, my sweet boy ! " * ) In der Zeile ...
... lords " sagen , und im König Heinrich IV . haben wir : „ , sweet young prince " „ sweet Hal “ „ sweet honey lord " „ sweet Oxford “ „ sweet earl " u . s . w . , ja Falstaff nennt den König Heinrich ,, my sweet boy ! " * ) In der Zeile ...
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... Lord of my love " ; in No. 32 nennt Shakespeare sich selbst zugleich „ deceased lover " und „ friend " ; in No. 63 sind „ my love “ , ,, my sweet love " , " my lover " ein er ; in No. 72 nennt er den , für den er geschrieben , „ dear 2 ...
... Lord of my love " ; in No. 32 nennt Shakespeare sich selbst zugleich „ deceased lover " und „ friend " ; in No. 63 sind „ my love “ , ,, my sweet love " , " my lover " ein er ; in No. 72 nennt er den , für den er geschrieben , „ dear 2 ...
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Abtheilung Ann Bradstreet Arcadia Astrophel und Stella Baldachin beauty besagten Biron black Brown Dame dear Dichter an Southampton doth Ehren Elisabeth Vernon Elze ersten Essex eyes fair Francis Collins Freund Gedichte Geist Geliebten geschrieben giebt Glück good Grafen Southampton Grafen von Pembroke grossen Gunst Haare hath heart Heinrich VIII Heirath Henry Brown Herz Hofe Item gebe Jahre jetzt John Davies Jonson Kind König Königin Elisabeth konnte Lady Rich lassen lässt Leben Leidenschaft lich Liebe Liebesmüh London love macht made make Mann Massey Mountjoy Muse muss Namen night Pembroke Penelope Persönlichkeit Romeo und Julia sagt Schauspieler Schönheit schwarzen Augen Shake Shakesp Shakespeare's Sonette Sidney Sidney's soll sollte Spenser stand Stella's Stratford süssen sweet Testament thee Theil thine think Thorpe thou art thought Uebersetzt von Gildemeister unglückliche unserer Venus und Adonis Verse viel Weib Widmung wieder William Lord Herbert William Shakespeare wirklich wohl Wort Zeile
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Seite 185 - Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry,— As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn. And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection wrongfully disgrac'd, And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority...
Seite 113 - Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire ? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require. Nor dare 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...
Seite 167 - 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.
Seite 139 - ... rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge? is this thy body's end? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross; Within be fed, without be rich no more: So shalt thou feed on Death, that feeds...
Seite 137 - Mad in pursuit, and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, — and prov'd, a very woe; Before, a joy propos'd; behind, a dream.
Seite 12 - The warrant I have of your honourable disposition, not the worth of my untutor'd lines, makes it assured of acceptance. What I have done is yours ; what I have to do is yours ; being part in all I have, devoted yours.
Seite 46 - No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change ! Thy pyramids built up with newer might To me are nothing novel, nothing strange ; They are but dressings of a former sight. Our dates are brief, and therefore we admire What thou dost foist upon us that is old, And rather make them born to our desire Than think that we before have heard them told. Thy registers and thee I both defy, Not...
Seite 120 - Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young, Although she knows my days are past the best, Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue; On both sides thus is simple truth suppress'd.
Seite 119 - When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies ; M a several plot] a.
Seite 185 - O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves.