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" Tired with all these, for restful death I cry, As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection... "
Songs and Sonnets - Страница 117
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Poems, with illustrative remarks [ed. by W.C. Oulton]. To which is ..., Том 2

William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 страници
...? O ! none! unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright. Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry; As to behold desert a beggar borne, And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour...

The Poems of William Shakespeare: Comprehending Venus and Adonis, Tarquin ...

William Shakespeare - 1808 - 224 страници
...O ! none ! unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright, Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry ; As to behold...nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily foresworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right protection...

The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Том 5

Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 746 страници
...unless this miracle have might, That ia black ink my love may still shine bright. SONNET LXVT. Tn'o with all these, for restful death I cry, — As to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trim'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, **i gilded honour shamefully misplac'd, 1*1...

The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, Том 9

William Shakespeare - 1812 - 372 страници
...O ! none ! unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright. Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry ; As to behold...nothing trimm'd in jollity. And purest faith unhappily foresworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right protection...

The Works of William Shakespeare, Том 9

William Shakespeare - 1812 - 380 страници
...! none ! unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright. -"Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry ; As to behold desert a beggar borne, And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour...

The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, Том 45

1835 - 564 страници
...Shakspeare's personal feeling disguised in " Hamlet " than in all the rest of his plays together : — " TIRED WITH ALL THESE, FOR RESTFUL DEATH i CRY, — As, to...disgraced, And strength by limping sway disabled, * Sonnet 60. t Sonnet 28. And art made tongue-tied by authority. And folly (doctor-like) controlling...

The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare, Том 20

William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 страници
...none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright , LXVI. Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry ", — As,...faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection wrongfully disgrac'd, And strength...

The Dramatic Works of Shakespeare

William Shakespeare - 1826 - 216 страници
...none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright. LXVI. Tired with all these, for restful death I cry, — As, to...disgraced, And strength by limping sway disabled, 68 And art made tongue-tied by authority, And folly, doctorllke, controlling skill, And simple truth,...

The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, Том 8

William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 страници
...this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright. 104 SONNETS. LXTI. Tir'il with all these, for restful death I cry,— As, to...faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd, And maiden virtue rudely strumpefed, And right perfection wrongfully disgrac'd, And strength...

The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, Том 8

William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 654 страници
...best jewel from time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back ? LXVI. Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry,— As, to...faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplac'd, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection wrongfully disgrae'd, And strength...




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