Shakespeare & Stratford

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Simpkin, Marshall Hamilton, Kent & Company, 1913 - 206 Seiten

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Seite 91 - Sweet Swan of Avon! what a sight it were To see thee in our Water yet appear, And make those flights upon the banks of Thames That so did take Eliza, and our James!
Seite 91 - WHAT needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones The labour of an age in piled stones ? Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid ? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Seite 77 - ... bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose. I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...
Seite 178 - A parliament member, a justice of peace, At home a poor scarecrow, at London an asse, If lowsie is Lucy, as some volke miscalle it, Then Lucy is lowsie, whatever befall it. He thinks himself great ; Yet an asse in his state, We allow, by his ears, but with asses to mate. If Lucy is lowsie as some volke miscall it, Then sing lowsie Lucy whatever befall it.
Seite 81 - What years, i' faith? Vio. About your years, my lord. DUKE. Too old, by heaven : let still the woman take An elder than herself : so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart...
Seite 179 - To covet so much deer, "When horns enough upon his head "Most plainly did appear. "Had not his worship one deer left? "What then? He had a wife "Took pains enough to find him horns "Should last him during life."3 Joshua Barnes, who lived from 1654 to 1712' was a Greek scholar and antiquary who belonged to Emmanuel College, Cambridge.
Seite 107 - But higher even than the genius we rate the character of this unique man, and the grand impersonality of what he wrote. What has he told us of himself? In our self-exploiting nineteenth century, with its melancholy liver-complaint, how serene and high he seems ! If he had sorrows, he has made them the woof of everlasting consolation to his kind ; and if, as poets are wont to whine, the outward world was cold to him, its biting air did but trace itself in loveliest frost-work of fancy on the many...
Seite 25 - The house is shown by a garrulous old lady, in a frosty red face, lighted up by a cold blue anxious eye, and garnished with artificial locks of flaxen hair, curling from under an exceedingly dirty cap. She was peculiarly assiduous in exhibiting the relics with which this, like all other celebrated shrines, abounds.
Seite 90 - Thou soft-flowing Avon, by thy silver stream Of things more than mortal sweet Shakespeare would dream ; The fairies by moonlight dance round his green bed, For hallow'd the turf is which pillow'd his head.
Seite 83 - Shakespeare, Drayton and Ben Jonson had a merry meeting, and, it seems, drank too hard ; for Shakespeare died of a fever there contracted.

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