The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare...: Embracing a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected..., Band 8Phillips, Sampson, 1851 |
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... beauty lies : Then why not lips on lips , since eyes in eyes ? " Art thou ashamed to kiss ? then wink again , And I will wink , so shall the day seem night : Love keeps his revels where there are but twain ; Be bold to play , our sport ...
... beauty lies : Then why not lips on lips , since eyes in eyes ? " Art thou ashamed to kiss ? then wink again , And I will wink , so shall the day seem night : Love keeps his revels where there are but twain ; Be bold to play , our sport ...
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... beauty as the spring doth yearly grow , My flesh is soft and plump , my marrow burning ; My smooth moist hand , were it with thy hand felt , Would in thy palm dissolve , or seem to melt . " Bid me discourse , I will enchant thine ear ...
... beauty as the spring doth yearly grow , My flesh is soft and plump , my marrow burning ; My smooth moist hand , were it with thy hand felt , Would in thy palm dissolve , or seem to melt . " Bid me discourse , I will enchant thine ear ...
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... beauty breedeth beauty ; Thou wast begot , -to get it is thy duty . " Upon the earth's increase why shouldst thou feed , Unless the earth with thy increase be fed ? By law of Nature thou art bound to breed , That thine may live , when ...
... beauty breedeth beauty ; Thou wast begot , -to get it is thy duty . " Upon the earth's increase why shouldst thou feed , Unless the earth with thy increase be fed ? By law of Nature thou art bound to breed , That thine may live , when ...
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... beauty and invisible ; Or , were I deaf , thy outward parts would move Each part in me that were but sensible : Though neither eyes nor ears , to hear nor see , Yet should I be in love , by touching thee . " Say , that the sense of ...
... beauty and invisible ; Or , were I deaf , thy outward parts would move Each part in me that were but sensible : Though neither eyes nor ears , to hear nor see , Yet should I be in love , by touching thee . " Say , that the sense of ...
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... beauty under twenty locks kept fast Yet love breaks through , and picks them all at last . For pity now she can no more detain him ; The poor fool 3 prays her that he may depart : She is resolved no longer to restrain him ; Bids him ...
... beauty under twenty locks kept fast Yet love breaks through , and picks them all at last . For pity now she can no more detain him ; The poor fool 3 prays her that he may depart : She is resolved no longer to restrain him ; Bids him ...
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Antony bear beauteous beauty's behold blood breast breath brow Brutus Cæsar Cassius character cheeks Collatine Coriolanus dead dear death deeds delight desire dost thou doth England's Helicon face fair fair lords falchion false faults fear flowers foul gentle give grace grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven honor Julius Cæsar kiss lines lips live look lord love's Love's Labor's Lost LOVER'S COMPLAINT Lucrece lust Malone mayst mind mistress muse never night Passionate Pilgrim pity Plutarch poem poet poor praise pride proud quoth Roman Rome scene Shakspeare Shakspeare's shalt shame sight Sonnets sorrow soul speak stanzas strong Tarquin tears tell thee thine eyes thing thou art thou dost thou wilt thought thy beauty thy love thy sweet thyself Time's tongue true truth Venus and Adonis verse weep Whilst William Jaggard words wound young Rome youth
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Seite 312 - In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourished by. This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long : LXXIV.
Seite 148 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Seite 156 - And moan the expense of many a vanished sight: Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Seite 247 - Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace...
Seite 172 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end ; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Seite 422 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Seite 246 - 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.
Seite 268 - 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 170 - But you like none, none you, for constant heart. LIV 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....
Seite 282 - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate ; The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving? The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, And so my patent back again is swerving.