Poems on Several Occasions: By ShakespeareA. Murden, R. Newton, T. Davidson, C. Anderson, W. Nelson, and S. Paterson, 1760 - 250 страници |
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... hate the hunting of the boar , Unlike myself , thou hear'ft me moralize , Applying this to that , and fo to fo ; For love can comment upon every woe . Where did I leave ? No matter where ( quoth 26 VENUS and ADONIS .
... hate the hunting of the boar , Unlike myself , thou hear'ft me moralize , Applying this to that , and fo to fo ; For love can comment upon every woe . Where did I leave ? No matter where ( quoth 26 VENUS and ADONIS .
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... hate not love , but your device in love , That lends embracements unto every ftranger . You do it for increafe ; O ftrange excufe ! When reafon is the bawd to luft's abufe . Call it not love , for love to heaven is fled , Since fweating ...
... hate not love , but your device in love , That lends embracements unto every ftranger . You do it for increafe ; O ftrange excufe ! When reafon is the bawd to luft's abufe . Call it not love , for love to heaven is fled , Since fweating ...
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... hated family of the Tarquins and bearing the dead body to Rome , Brutus acquainted the people with the doer , and manner of the vile deed ; with a bitter invective against the tyranny of the king : where- with the people were fo moved ...
... hated family of the Tarquins and bearing the dead body to Rome , Brutus acquainted the people with the doer , and manner of the vile deed ; with a bitter invective against the tyranny of the king : where- with the people were fo moved ...
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... hate in loving . I'll beg her love ; but fhe is not her own : The worft is but denial , and reproving ; My will is ftrong , past reason's weak removing . Who fears a fentence , or an old man's faw , Shall by a painted cloth be kept in ...
... hate in loving . I'll beg her love ; but fhe is not her own : The worft is but denial , and reproving ; My will is ftrong , past reason's weak removing . Who fears a fentence , or an old man's faw , Shall by a painted cloth be kept in ...
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... hate , Instead of love's coy touch , fhall rudely tear thee : That done , despitefully I mean to bear thee Unto the bafe bed of fome rascal groom , To be thy partner in this fhameful doom . 737 This faid , he fets his foot upon the ...
... hate , Instead of love's coy touch , fhall rudely tear thee : That done , despitefully I mean to bear thee Unto the bafe bed of fome rascal groom , To be thy partner in this fhameful doom . 737 This faid , he fets his foot upon the ...
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Adonis againſt bear beauty beauty's beft behold beſt blood breaſt breath cheeks Colatine dead dear death defire doft thou doth excufe eyes face faid fair falfe falſe fame fear feek feem feen fhadow fhall fhame fhew fhould fhow fighs fight filly fing fire flain fleep flower fome forrow foul ftain ftand ftate ftill ftrive ftrong fuch fweet grace grief hath heart heaven herſelf himſelf honour kifs laft lips live looks love's Lucrece luft Menelaus moſt mufe muft muſt myſelf night pleaſe pleaſure poor praife praiſe prefent Priam quoth fhe reafon reft rofe ſay Sextus Tarquinius ſhall ſhe ſhow ſkill ſpeak ſtand ſtay ſtill ſuch ſweet Tarquin tears thee thefe themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thought thouſand thro thyself tongue treaſure true unto uſe weep Whilft whofe Whoſe wife wilt wound yourſelf youth
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Страница 127 - For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, Looking on darkness which the blind do see; Save that my soul's imaginary sight Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly...
Страница 111 - 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.
Страница 157 - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate ; The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving?
Страница 176 - Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait On purpose laid to make the taker mad: Mad in pursuit and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before a joy proposed; behind a dream.
Страница 245 - And all complain of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields ; A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's Spring, but sorrow's Fall.
Страница 152 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Страница 130 - And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight : Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Страница 44 - The warrant I have of your Honourable disposition, not the worth of my untutored lines, makes it assured of acceptance. What I have done is yours, what I have to do is yours, being part in all I have devoted yours.
Страница 117 - And, all in war with time, for love of you, As he takes from you, I engraft you new.
Страница 245 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy- buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee and be thy love.