The Poetical Works of William Shakspeare and the Earl of SurreyJames Nichol, 1862 - 316 страници |
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... kiss'd that haughty scroll of gold , " there rallied a nation of lion - faced men , who , even had the Spanish fleet not been broken by the winds of heaven , would have rolled back invasion , as the chalky cliffs rolled back the waves ...
... kiss'd that haughty scroll of gold , " there rallied a nation of lion - faced men , who , even had the Spanish fleet not been broken by the winds of heaven , would have rolled back invasion , as the chalky cliffs rolled back the waves ...
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... Kissing with golden face the meadows green , Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchymy . " His boundless knowledge of the human heart is conspicuous in the whole management of the passions of all the poems , as well as in those ...
... Kissing with golden face the meadows green , Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchymy . " His boundless knowledge of the human heart is conspicuous in the whole management of the passions of all the poems , as well as in those ...
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... kisses ; 4 And yet not cloy thy lips with loathed satiety , But rather famish them amid their plenty , Making them red and pale with fresh variety , Ten kisses short as one , one long as twenty : A summer's day will seem an hour but ...
... kisses ; 4 And yet not cloy thy lips with loathed satiety , But rather famish them amid their plenty , Making them red and pale with fresh variety , Ten kisses short as one , one long as twenty : A summer's day will seem an hour but ...
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... kissing speaks , with lustful language broken , ' If thou wilt chide , thy lips shall never open . ' 9 He burns with ... kiss'd his brow , his cheek , his chin , And where she ends , she doth anew begin . 11 Forced to content , but never ...
... kissing speaks , with lustful language broken , ' If thou wilt chide , thy lips shall never open . ' 9 He burns with ... kiss'd his brow , his cheek , his chin , And where she ends , she doth anew begin . 11 Forced to content , but never ...
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... kiss shall pay this countless debt . 15 Upon this promise did he raise his chin , Like a dive - dapper 2 peering through a wave , Who being look'd on , ducks as quickly in ; So offers he to give what she did crave ; But when her lips ...
... kiss shall pay this countless debt . 15 Upon this promise did he raise his chin , Like a dive - dapper 2 peering through a wave , Who being look'd on , ducks as quickly in ; So offers he to give what she did crave ; But when her lips ...
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Adonis art thou bear beauty beauty's behold birds blood breast breath burn careful song cheeks Collatine dead dear death delight desire doth dread Earl EARL OF SURREY earth face fair false fault fear fire flame flower foul gentle give grace grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven Henry VIII honour king kiss lady light lips live look Lord love's LOVER Lucrece lust mind never night pain pale pity plain pleasure poet poison'd poor praise Priam proud quoth rage Rape of Lucrece Shakspeare Shakspeare's shalt shame sighs sight sleep Sonnets sorrow soul Stratford Surrey Surrey's Susanna Hall sweet Tarquin tears tender thee things thou art thou hast thought thyself tongue travail true truth unto Venus and Adonis weary web of trust weep wilt wind woful wound youth
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Страница 118 - 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.
Страница 173 - And yet by heaven I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.
Страница 115 - And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white, When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard, Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou among the wastes of time must go, Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake And die as fast as they see others grow ; And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence.
Страница 125 - I'll read, his for his love." XXXIII 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.
Страница 31 - Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts up on high, And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.
Страница 172 - In the old age black was not counted fair, Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name; But now is black beauty's successive heir, And beauty slander'd with a bastard shame: For since each hand hath put on nature's power, Fairing the foul with art's false borrow'd face, Sweet beauty hath no name, no holy bower, But is profaned, if not lives in disgrace. Therefore my mistress...
Страница 157 - Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease: Yet this abundant issue seem'd to me But hope of orphans, and unfather'd fruit; For summer and his pleasures wait on thee, And, thou away, the very birds are mute: Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer, That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near.
Страница 138 - Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And Time, that gave, doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow ; Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow.
Страница 136 - 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.
Страница 124 - 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.