Hero and Leander: A PoemFrom the Press of C. Whittingham, 1821 - 124 Seiten |
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... sight ? " Act iii . Scene v . It is no slight honour to Marlow that one of his compositions has been thought even to be worthy of Shakspeare , to whom was long attri- buted that beautiful Pastoral Song " Come live with me , and be my ...
... sight ? " Act iii . Scene v . It is no slight honour to Marlow that one of his compositions has been thought even to be worthy of Shakspeare , to whom was long attri- buted that beautiful Pastoral Song " Come live with me , and be my ...
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... sight she threw ; If haply , since the torch was quench'd in shade , Her bridegroom o'er the waters , devious , stray'd . When , at the turret's foot , her glance descried His rock - torn corse cast upward by the tide ! She rent the ...
... sight she threw ; If haply , since the torch was quench'd in shade , Her bridegroom o'er the waters , devious , stray'd . When , at the turret's foot , her glance descried His rock - torn corse cast upward by the tide ! She rent the ...
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... dark and slatily.- * * * But still he came , and still she bless'd his sight ; And so , from day to day , he came and went , Till time had almost made her confident . Onę evening , as she sat , twining sweet bay lii PREFACE .
... dark and slatily.- * * * But still he came , and still she bless'd his sight ; And so , from day to day , he came and went , Till time had almost made her confident . Onę evening , as she sat , twining sweet bay lii PREFACE .
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... sight the plain humanities of nature , " but the story runs on to its fulfilment , with the same unity of feeling as if it had been thrown off at a sitting . I cannot tell how tempered may be the heart of the reader , but for mine own ...
... sight the plain humanities of nature , " but the story runs on to its fulfilment , with the same unity of feeling as if it had been thrown off at a sitting . I cannot tell how tempered may be the heart of the reader , but for mine own ...
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... 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 : " Were I the saint he worships , I would 10 HERO AND LEANDER .
... 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 : " Were I the saint he worships , I would 10 HERO AND LEANDER .
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Hero and Leander Professor George Chapman,Christopher Marlowe,Charles S Ricketts Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2015 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Abydos admiration Alcmane amorous arms atheism beauty bliss blood bosom breast bright Chapman's chaste cheeks CHRISTOPHER MARLOW colours conceits Cupid dark dear death Decameron delight doth E'en earth edit enamour'd Eucharis eyes face fair fancies Fates Faustus fear feast figur'd fire flame gainst gentle George Chapman goddess golden grace hair hand haste hath heart Heaven Hell Hellespont HENRY FUSELI HERO AND LEANDER Hero's honour Hymen Jove joys kiss kiss'd leave light limbs live look look'd lov'd Love's lovers Lust's Dominion maid maidenhead Marlow mind mix'd Musæus naked Neptune night nought nuptial nymph o'er Paris Bordone passion Peristera poem poet rich rites robe Robert Greene sacred Sestos Shakspeare shin'd shine shore sight soul spake spirit star stood sweet swim Tamburlaine thee Thomas Beard thou thought Tizian torch tower turn'd unto us'd valure Venus verse virgin vow'd vows waves writer wrought youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite xxxiv - Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of Heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come; Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again and make Perpetual day; or let this hour be but A year, a month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent and save his soul!
Seite lix - Her wide sleeves green, and bordered with a grove, Where Venus in her naked glory strove To please the careless and disdainful eyes Of proud Adonis, that before her lies ; Her kirtle blue, whereon was many a stain, Made with the blood of wretched lovers slain.
Seite xxxv - O, no end is limited to damned souls! Why wert thou not a creature wanting soul? Or why is this immortal that thou hast? Ah, Pythagoras
Seite xxxiv - Hell hath no limits, nor is circumscribed In one self place ; for where we are is hell, And where hell is there must we ever be...
Seite 91 - Love calls to war, Sighs his alarms, Lips his swords- are, The field his arms.
Seite xxxv - The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike, The devil will come, and Faustus must be damned.
Seite lxvi - And, as she spake those words, came somewhat near him. He started up ; she blushed as one ashamed ; Wherewith Leander much more was inflamed. He touched her hand; in touching it she trembled: Love deeply grounded hardly is dissembled. These lovers parled by the touch of hands : True love is mute, and oft amazed stands. Thus while dumb signs their yielding hearts entangled, The air with sparks of living fire was spangled ; And night...
Seite xxxv - Mountains and hills, come, come, and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of God ! No, no.
Seite 19 - And love that is concealed betrays poor lovers, His secret flame apparently was seen. Leander's father knew where he had been And for the same mildly rebuked his son, Thinking to quench the sparkles new begun.
Seite lxvi - When misers keep it; being put to loan, In time it will return us two for one. Rich robes themselves and others do adorn; Neither themselves nor others, if not worn. Who builds a palace and rams up the gate, Shall see it ruinous and desolate.