The Works of Christopher Marlowe, Band 3

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Houghton, Mifflin, 1885

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Seite 284 - With coral clasps and amber studs, And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Seite 285 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee and be thy love.
Seite 285 - A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, — In folly ripe, in reason rotten.
Seite 285 - 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 12 - It lies not in our power to love or hate, For will in us is over-rul'd by fate. When two are stript long ere the course begin, We wish that one should lose, the other win; And one especially do we affect Of two gold ingots, like in each respect: The reason no man knows ; let it suffice, What we behold is censur'd by our eyes. Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever lov'd, that lov'd not at first sight? He kneel'd; but unto her devoutly pray'd: Chaste Hero to herself thus softly said,...
Seite 42 - But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. — Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tarn maun ride; That hour, o...
Seite 27 - We often kiss it, often look thereon, And stay the messenger that would be gone: No marvel, then, though Hero would not yield So soon to part from that she dearly held. Jewels being lost are found again, this never; 'Tis lost but once, and once lost, lost for ever.
Seite 35 - Even as a bird, which in our hands we wring, Forth plungeth and oft flutters with her wing, She trembling strove. This strife of hers (like that Which made the world) another world begat Of unknown joy. Treason was in her thought, And cunningly to yield herself she sought. Seeming not won, yet won she was at length. In such wars women use but half their strength. Leander now, like Theban Hercules, Entered the orchard of th' Hesperides; Whose fruit none rightly can describe but he That pulls or shakes...
Seite 23 - And to this day is every scholar poor; Gross gold from them runs headlong to the boor. Likewise the angry Sisters, thus deluded, To venge themselves on Hermes, have concluded That Midas' brood shall sit in Honour's chair, To which the Muses...
Seite 10 - Venus' temple, where unhappily, As after chanced, they did each other spy. So fair a church as this had Venus none: The walls were of discolored jasper-stone, Wherein was Proteus carved; and overhead A lively vine of green sea-agate spread, Where by one hand light-headed Bacchus hung, And with the other wine from grapes outwrung. 140 Of crystal shining fair the pavement was ; The town of Sestos called it Venus...

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