The Poems of William Shakespeare: Comprehending Venus and Adonis, Tarquin and Lucrece, and Poems on Several Occasions |
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... I account myself highly praised , and vow to take advantage of all idle hours ,
till I have honoured you with some graver labour . But if the first heir of my
invention prove deformed I shall be sorry it had so noble a godfather , and never
after ear ...
... I account myself highly praised , and vow to take advantage of all idle hours ,
till I have honoured you with some graver labour . But if the first heir of my
invention prove deformed I shall be sorry it had so noble a godfather , and never
after ear ...
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O ! sure I am , the wits of former days To subjects worse have given admiring
praise . LOVE'S CRUELTY . From fairest creatures we desire increase , That
thereby beauty's rose may never die ; But as the riper should by time decease ,
His ...
O ! sure I am , the wits of former days To subjects worse have given admiring
praise . LOVE'S CRUELTY . From fairest creatures we desire increase , That
thereby beauty's rose may never die ; But as the riper should by time decease ,
His ...
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Thou hast past by the ambush of young ' s , Either noi assail'd , or victor , being
charg'd ; Yet this thy praise cannot be so thy praise , To tie up envy evermore
enlarg'd ; If some suspect of ill , mask not thy show , Then thou alone kingdoms of
...
Thou hast past by the ambush of young ' s , Either noi assail'd , or victor , being
charg'd ; Yet this thy praise cannot be so thy praise , To tie up envy evermore
enlarg'd ; If some suspect of ill , mask not thy show , Then thou alone kingdoms of
...
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There lives more life in one of your fair eyes , Than both your poets can in praise
devise . Who is it , that says inost , which can say more Than this rich praise , that
you alone are you ? In whose confine immured is the store , Which should ...
There lives more life in one of your fair eyes , Than both your poets can in praise
devise . Who is it , that says inost , which can say more Than this rich praise , that
you alone are you ? In whose confine immured is the store , Which should ...
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And beauty making beautiful old rhyme , In praise of ladies dead , and lovely
knights ; Then in the blazon of sweet beauty's best , Of hand , of foot , of lip , of
eye , of brow , I see their antick pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as
you ...
And beauty making beautiful old rhyme , In praise of ladies dead , and lovely
knights ; Then in the blazon of sweet beauty's best , Of hand , of foot , of lip , of
eye , of brow , I see their antick pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as
you ...
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arms bear beauty behold blood breast breath cheeks cold dead dear death deeds deep delight desire dost doth earth eyes face fair false fame father fault fear fire flowers foul gentle give grace grief grow hand hast hate hath head hear heart heaven hide hold honour hour keep kind king kiss leave lies light lips live looks love's Lucrece lust mind needs never night once pity pleasure poor praise proud prove queen quoth rich rose seen shame sight sorrow soul speak stand stay strong sweet Tarquin tears tell thee thine thing thou art thought thro thyself tongue true truth turn unto Venus weep Whilst wife wind worth wound wrong youth
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Стр. 98 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end, Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Стр. 119 - 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...
Стр. 113 - I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in death's dateless night, And weep afresh love's...
Стр. 149 - And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.
Стр. 154 - ... 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, without be rich no more: So shalt thou feed on Death, that feeds on men,...
Стр. 104 - If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would say 'This poet lies; Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.
Стр. 102 - FROM fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time decease, His tender heir might bear his memory: But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel Making a famine where abundance lies, Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel. Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament And only herald to the gaudy spring, Within thine own bud buriest thy content And, tender churl, makest waste...
Стр. 113 - When to the Sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Стр. 112 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Стр. 115 - Be thou the tenth muse, ten times more in worth Than those old nine, which rhymers invocate ; And he that calls on thee, let him bring forth Eternal numbers to outlive long date. If my slight muse do please these curious days, The pain be mine, but thine shall be the praise.
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| Название | The Poems of William Shakespeare: Comprehending Venus and Adonis, Tarquin and Lucrece, and Poems on Several Occasions |
| Автор | William Shakespeare |
| Издание: | 2 |
| Издатель | Munroe, Francis and Parker, 1808 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Нью-Йоркская публичная библиотека |
| Оцифровано | 5 янв 2007 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 204 |
| Экспорт цитаты | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |