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" A thing slipp'd idly from me. Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes • From whence 'tis nourished : The fire i' the flint Shows not till it be struck ; our gentle flame Provokes itself, and, like the current, flies Each bound it chafes. "
Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Страница 30
1876
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The Plays of William Shakespeare, Том 6

William Shakespeare - 1804 - 548 страници
...You are rapt, sir, in some work, some dedication To the great lord. Poet. A thing slipp'd idly from me. Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes From whence 'tis nourished: The fire i'the flint Shows not, till it be struck; our gentle flame Provokes itself, and, like the current,...

The Plays of William Shakespeare : Accurately Printed from the Text ..., Том 8

William Shakespeare - 1805 - 502 страници
...You are rapt, sir, in some work, some dedication To the great lord. Poet. A thing slipp'd idly from me. Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes From whence 'tis nourished: The fire i'the flint Shows not, till it be struck; our gentle flame Provokes itself, and, like the current,...

The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected ..., Том 8

William Shakespeare - 1805 - 520 страници
...some work, some dedication To the great lord. Mer. 'Tis a good form. Poet. A thing slipp'd idly from me. Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes From whence 'tis nourished: The fire i'theflint Shows not, till it be struck; our gentle flame Provokes itself, and, like the current, flies...

Notes Upon Some of the Obscure Passages in Shakespeare's Plays: With Remarks ...

John Howe Baron Chedworth - 1805 - 392 страници
...You are rapt, sir, in some work, some dedication To the great lord. Poet. A thing slipp'd idly from me. Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes From whence 'tis nourished. I think oozes is the right word. P. 338.— 8. — *68. Poet. what a mental power This eye shoots forth...

The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Том 10

William Shakespeare - 1806 - 388 страници
...You are rapt, sir, in some work, some dedication To the great lord. Poet . A thing slipp'd idly from me. Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes From whence 'tis nourished: The fire i'the flint Shows not, till it be struck ; our gentle flame Provokes itself, and, like the current,...

The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With Explanatory Notes. To ..., Том 2

William Shakespeare, Samuel Ayscough - 1807 - 562 страници
...You are rapt, sir, in some work, some To the great lord. [dedication Poet. A thing slipt idly from. me. Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes From whence 'tis nourished: The fire i* the flint Shews not, 'till it be struck ; our gentle flame Provokes itself, and, like the current,...

The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson ..., Том 11

William Shakespeare - 1807 - 354 страници
...You are rapt, sir, in some work, some dedication To the great lord. Poet. A thing slipp'd idly from me. Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes From whence 'tis nourish'd : The fire i'the flint Shows not, till it be struck ; our gentle flame Provokes itself, and,...

Timon of Athens. Coriolanus. Julius Ceasar. Antony and Cleopatra

William Shakespeare - 1811 - 506 страници
...rapt, sir, in some work, some dedication 'i .... To the great lord. Poet. A thing slipp'd idly from me. Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes From whence 'tis nourished : The fire i'the flint Shows not, till it be struck ; our gentle flame Provokes itself, and, like the current,...

The Plays of William Shakspeare: King Henry VIII ; Troilus and Cressida ...

William Shakespeare - 1811 - 464 страници
...You are rapt, sir, in some work, some dedication To the great lord. Poet, A thing slipp'd idly from me. Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes From whence 'tis nourished : The fire i'the flint Shows not, till it be struck ; our gentle flame Provokes itself, and, like the current,...

The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected ..., Том 6

William Shakespeare - 1811 - 476 страници
...You are rapt, sir, in some work, some dedication To the great lord. Poet- A thing slipp'd idly from me. Our poesy is as a gum, which oozes From whence 'tis nourished : 7'he fire i'the flint Shows not, till it be struck ; our gentle flame Provokes itself, and, Hke the...




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