Tributes to ShakespeareMary R. Silsby Harper, 1892 - 246 Seiten |
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Ann hath Ann Hathaway APRIL 23 Avon Avon's Bard beauty behold Ben Jonson blest brain breath bright charm crown DAVID GARRICK dead death didst divine doth dream drew earth epigrams eyes fair fame fancy fields to Anne fire flowers folio FRANCES ANNE KEMBLE Fredericksburg GARRICK genius glory golden grace grave hallow'd hand hear heart heaven human immortal JOHN DRYDEN Jonson Julius Cæsar king laurel light live lyre master memory mighty mind mulberry tree Muse NAHUM TATE Nature Nature's never night numbers o'er passion plays poems poet poet's praise REESE LIBRARY RICHARD HENRY STODDARD round scenes Shake shine sing skies sleep smile song Sonnet soul speare speare's spirit star Stratford Stratford-on-Avon stream sweet Shakspeare sweet Willy tears thee thine THOMAS OTWAY thou thought tomb twas verse vision voice WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR Warwickshire WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE wonder wondrous writ
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Seite 208 - Jesus' sake, forbeare To dig the dust enclosed here: Blessed be the man that spares these stones, And curst be he that moves my bones.
Seite 127 - OTHERS abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask — Thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest hill, Who to the stars uncrowns his majesty, Planting his steadfast footsteps in the sea, Making the heaven of heavens his dwelling-place, Spares but the cloudy border of his base To the foil'd searching of mortality; And thou, who didst the stars and sunbeams know, Self-school'd, self-scann'd, self-honour'd, self-secure, Didst tread on earth unguess'd at.
Seite 90 - This pencil take (she said), whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy 1 This can unlock the gates of joy ! Of horror that, and thrilling fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
Seite 11 - To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame, While I confess thy writings to be such As neither man nor muse can praise too much. 'Tis true, and all men's suffrage. But these ways Were not the paths I meant unto thy praise : For...
Seite 11 - Soul of the age! The applause, delight, the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare, rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room: Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read and praise to give.
Seite 46 - Play. Shakespeare, who (taught by none) did first impart To Fletcher Wit, to labouring Jonson Art. He Monarch-like gave those his subjects law, And is that Nature which they paint and draw.
Seite 14 - Shakespeare's mind and manners brightly shines In his well-turned and true-filed lines ; In each of which he seems to shake a lance, As brandish'd at the eyes of Ignorance. Sweet Swan of Avon, what a sight it were To see thee in our waters yet appear, And make those flights upon the banks of Thames, That so did take Eliza and our James...
Seite 28 - WHAT needs my Shakespeare, for his honour'd bones, The labour of an age in piled stones? Or that his hallow'd relics 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 238 - Then to the well-trod stage anon If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild.
Seite 17 - TO THE MEMORY OF THE DECEASED AUTHOR, MASTER WILLIAM SHAKSPERE. Shakspere, at length thy pious fellows give The world thy works ; thy works, by which outlive Thy tomb, thy name must ; when that stone is rent, And time dissolves thy Stratford monument, Here we alive shall view thee still...