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... rage ; And some , their violent passions to assuage , Compile sharp satires ; but , alas , too late ! For faithful love will never turn to hate ; And many , seeing great princes were denied , Pin'd as they went , and thinking on her ...
... rage ; And some , their violent passions to assuage , Compile sharp satires ; but , alas , too late ! For faithful love will never turn to hate ; And many , seeing great princes were denied , Pin'd as they went , and thinking on her ...
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... rage , Dang'd1 down to hell her loathsome carriage . 1 Dinged , dashed . Some eds . give " hurled . " - Here Marlowe's share ends . THE EPISTLE1 DEDICATORY TO MY BEST ESTEEMED AND WORTHILY HONOURED Second Sestiad . 37.
... rage , Dang'd1 down to hell her loathsome carriage . 1 Dinged , dashed . Some eds . give " hurled . " - Here Marlowe's share ends . THE EPISTLE1 DEDICATORY TO MY BEST ESTEEMED AND WORTHILY HONOURED Second Sestiad . 37.
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... rage to stay , That the stern battle of the seas might cease , And guard Leander to his love in peace . The Fates consent ; -ay me , dissembling Fates ! They showed their favours to conceal their hates , And draw Leander on , lest seas ...
... rage to stay , That the stern battle of the seas might cease , And guard Leander to his love in peace . The Fates consent ; -ay me , dissembling Fates ! They showed their favours to conceal their hates , And draw Leander on , lest seas ...
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... Rage shall by thee ride , Which troops have always been on Cupid's side ; Thou with these soldiers conquer'st gods and men , Take these away , where is thine honour then ? Thy mother shall from heaven applaud this show , And on their ...
... Rage shall by thee ride , Which troops have always been on Cupid's side ; Thou with these soldiers conquer'st gods and men , Take these away , where is thine honour then ? Thy mother shall from heaven applaud this show , And on their ...
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... rage is absent , take some friend the pains . For rage against my wench moved my rash arm , My mistress weeps whom my mad hand did harm . I might have then my parents dear misused , Or holy gods with cruel strokes abused . Why , Ajax ...
... rage is absent , take some friend the pains . For rage against my wench moved my rash arm , My mistress weeps whom my mad hand did harm . I might have then my parents dear misused , Or holy gods with cruel strokes abused . Why , Ajax ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Abydos amicam amorous arms bear beauty blood bosom breast bright burned C.-Isham copy Cæsar CECILIA chaste conquered copy and ed copy or ed Cupid dance death deeds delight dost doth Dyce earth ELEGIA epigram eyes face fair fame Fates fear fire flame George Chapman give goddess gods gold golden grace gull hair hand hate hath heart heaven Hellespont Hero and Leander Hero's HEYWOOD honour Hymen Isham copy JACCONOT Jove kiss lest light live look Love's lovers maid MARLOWE Marlowe's copy MIDDLETON mind mistress Muse naked never night nuptial nymph Old eds Phoebus poet poor quod rage Rhene Rome Scythia Sestiad shame shine sing soul stars stay sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought Tibullus unto Venus verse virgin vows wanton wench wilt wind wine words youth ΙΟ
Beliebte Passagen
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...