Comedy of A Midsummer-night's Dream: Edited, with NotesHarper, 1877 - 191 Seiten |
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... the translation of a met- aphor in its literal sense ; but in his behaviour during the * Black's translation , revised ed . ( London , 1846 ) , p . 393 . tender homage of the Fairy Queen , we have an INTRODUCTION . 21.
... the translation of a met- aphor in its literal sense ; but in his behaviour during the * Black's translation , revised ed . ( London , 1846 ) , p . 393 . tender homage of the Fairy Queen , we have an INTRODUCTION . 21.
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... sense of pity at the woes he inflicts . Puck is a madcap sprite , full of wan- tonness and mischief , who laughs at those he misleads- " Lord , what fools these mortals be ! " Ariel cleaves the air , and executes his mission with the ...
... sense of pity at the woes he inflicts . Puck is a madcap sprite , full of wan- tonness and mischief , who laughs at those he misleads- " Lord , what fools these mortals be ! " Ariel cleaves the air , and executes his mission with the ...
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... sense in himself and his hearers , whether the Bottom of the day is doomed to wear the ass's head for life , or becomes the admiration of his companions , and roars “ like a nightingale , " in his own con- ceit , from the high stations ...
... sense in himself and his hearers , whether the Bottom of the day is doomed to wear the ass's head for life , or becomes the admiration of his companions , and roars “ like a nightingale , " in his own con- ceit , from the high stations ...
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... sense of the word , but if there can be such an emotion as sinless envy , I feel it towards him ; and if I thought that the sight of his tombstone would kill so pleasant a feeling , I should keep out of the way of it . Of all his works ...
... sense of the word , but if there can be such an emotion as sinless envy , I feel it towards him ; and if I thought that the sight of his tombstone would kill so pleasant a feeling , I should keep out of the way of it . Of all his works ...
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... sense and nature is seasoned by the power of fancy , and by desire after all that is most choice , most beautiful , and agreeable . They harmonize with nightingales and butterflies ; they wage war with all ugly creatures , with ...
... sense and nature is seasoned by the power of fancy , and by desire after all that is most choice , most beautiful , and agreeable . They harmonize with nightingales and butterflies ; they wage war with all ugly creatures , with ...
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Seite 170 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; 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. Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But out, alack!
Seite 97 - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen ; man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Seite 112 - Now it is the time of night That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide: And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream, Now are frolic; not a mouse Shall disturb this hallow'd house: I am sent with broom before, To sweep the dust behind the door.
Seite 58 - Therefore the winds, piping to us in vain, As in revenge, have suck'd up from the sea Contagious fogs ; which falling in the land Have every pelting river made so proud That they have overborne their continents : The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke in vain, The ploughman lost his sweat, and the green corn Hath rotted ere his youth attain'da beard ; The fold stands empty in the drowned field, And crows are fatted with the murrain flock ; The nine men's morris is fill'd up with mud, And the quaint...
Seite 60 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Seite 137 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Seite 19 - If we shadows have offended. Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend...
Seite 162 - For mine own good, All causes shall give way : I am in blood Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er : Strange things I have in head, that will to hand ; Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd.
Seite 58 - Therefore the moon, the governess of floods, Pale in her anger, washes all the air, That rheumatic diseases do abound : And thorough this distemperature we see The seasons alter : hoary-headed frosts in the fresh lap of the crimson rose, And on old Hiems...
Seite 38 - The best in this kind are but shadows ; and the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them.