The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Том 20R. C. and J. Rivington, 1821 |
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... thine , ( Though mine be not so fair , yet are they red , ) The kiss shall be thine own as well as mine ; - What see'st thou in the ground ? hold up thy head ; Look in mine eye - balls , there thy beauty lies : Then why not lips on lips ...
... thine , ( Though mine be not so fair , yet are they red , ) The kiss shall be thine own as well as mine ; - What see'st thou in the ground ? hold up thy head ; Look in mine eye - balls , there thy beauty lies : Then why not lips on lips ...
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... thine own heart to thine own face affected ? Can thy right hand seize love upon thy left ? Then woo thyself , be of thyself rejected , Steal thine own freedom , and complain on theft . Narcissus , so , himself himself forsook , And died ...
... thine own heart to thine own face affected ? Can thy right hand seize love upon thy left ? Then woo thyself , be of thyself rejected , Steal thine own freedom , and complain on theft . Narcissus , so , himself himself forsook , And died ...
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... thine may live , when thou thyself art dead ; And so , in spite of death , thou dost survive , In that thy likeness still is left alive . By this , the love - sick queen began to sweat , For , where they lay , the shadow had forsook ...
... thine may live , when thou thyself art dead ; And so , in spite of death , thou dost survive , In that thy likeness still is left alive . By this , the love - sick queen began to sweat , For , where they lay , the shadow had forsook ...
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... thine " Do comfort , and not burn . " W. 6 life were done , ] i . e . expended , consumed . So , in Timon of Athens : " Now Lord Timon's happy hours are done and past . " 7 O , had thy mother borne So HARD a mind . ] Well That Ends Well ...
... thine " Do comfort , and not burn . " W. 6 life were done , ] i . e . expended , consumed . So , in Timon of Athens : " Now Lord Timon's happy hours are done and past . " 7 O , had thy mother borne So HARD a mind . ] Well That Ends Well ...
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... thine own law forlorn , To love a cheek that smiles at thee in scorn ! Now which way shall she turn ? what shall she say ? Her words are done , her woes the more increasing ; The time is spent , her object will away , And from her ...
... thine own law forlorn , To love a cheek that smiles at thee in scorn ! Now which way shall she turn ? what shall she say ? Her words are done , her woes the more increasing ; The time is spent , her object will away , And from her ...
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ancient Antony and Cleopatra beauty beauty's blood BOSWELL breast breath cheeks Collatine Cymbeline dead dear death delight dost doth Earle of Southampton edition of 1600 face fair false fear flower foul gentle grace grief Hamlet hand hast hath haue heart heaven honour King Henry King John King Richard King Richard II kiss lips live look Love's Labour's Lost lust Macbeth MALONE modern editions musick never night o'er old copy original copy Othello pale poem poet poor praise quarto queen quoth Rape of Lucrece rhyme Romeo and Juliet seems Shakspeare Shakspeare's shalt shame sighs sight Sonnet sorrow soul stanza STEEVENS sweet Tarquin tears tender thee thine eye thing thou art thought thyself time's Timon of Athens tongue Troilus and Cressida true Venus and Adonis verse weep wilt wind word youth
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Стр. 323 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Стр. 240 - But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest ; Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest. So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Стр. 283 - When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss, and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay, Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate — That Time will come and take my love away: — This thought is as a death, which cannot choose But weep to have that which it fears to lose.
Стр. 352 - CXLVI. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store ; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed,...
Стр. 318 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Стр. 28 - Round-hoof'd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide : Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
Стр. 349 - Two loves I have of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still: The better angel is a man right fair, The worser spirit a woman colour'd ill. To win me soon to hell, my female evil Tempteth my better angel from my side, And would corrupt my saint to be a devil, Wooing his purity with her foul pride.
Стр. 276 - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme ; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone, besmear'd with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And broils root out the work of masonry, Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your memory.
Стр. 258 - ... 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...
Стр. 322 - To leave for nothing all thy sum of good; For nothing this wide universe I call, Save thou, my rose; in it thou art my all. CX Alas, 'tis true I have gone here and there, And made myself a motley to the view...