The Works of Shakespeare: the Text Carefully Restored According to the First Editions: Life of Shakespeare. Historical sketch of the English drama before Shakespeare. Poems and SonnetsEstes and Lauriat, 1883 |
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... Sonnets playing on the author's name , numbered cxxxv . , cxxxvi . , and exliii . as origi nally printed . These have indeed very little merit ; they are framed with too much art , or else with too little , to ex- press any real passion ...
... Sonnets playing on the author's name , numbered cxxxv . , cxxxvi . , and exliii . as origi nally printed . These have indeed very little merit ; they are framed with too much art , or else with too little , to ex- press any real passion ...
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... Sonnet cx . , " Most true it is , that I have look'd on truth askance and strangely , " - we may be sure that he was but too conscious of things that needed to be forgiven , and that he was as far as any one from wishing his faults to ...
... Sonnet cx . , " Most true it is , that I have look'd on truth askance and strangely , " - we may be sure that he was but too conscious of things that needed to be forgiven , and that he was as far as any one from wishing his faults to ...
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... Sonnets , we think , infer him to have been a man of warm and true domestic affections ; and from the strong desire he evidently had of handing down his name with honour to pos- terity , fathers can well conceive how he must have felt ...
... Sonnets , we think , infer him to have been a man of warm and true domestic affections ; and from the strong desire he evidently had of handing down his name with honour to pos- terity , fathers can well conceive how he must have felt ...
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... Sonnets , as these were floating about " among his private friends , " and having extracted two or three more from one of his printed plays , bundled them up with some work of other writers , and set the whole forth as Shakespeare's ...
... Sonnets , as these were floating about " among his private friends , " and having extracted two or three more from one of his printed plays , bundled them up with some work of other writers , and set the whole forth as Shakespeare's ...
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... Sonnet , though the latter had not then been printed : " Players , I love ye and your quality , As ye are men that pastime not abus'd ; And some I love for painting poesy , And say fell Fortune cannot be excus'd , ' i'hat hath for ...
... Sonnet , though the latter had not then been printed : " Players , I love ye and your quality , As ye are men that pastime not abus'd ; And some I love for painting poesy , And say fell Fortune cannot be excus'd , ' i'hat hath for ...
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Страница 184 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments : love is not love, Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove : O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Страница 155 - 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; And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
Страница 152 - But you like none, none you, for constant heart. LIV O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves....
Страница 152 - 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 178 - Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen ; Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah ! yet...
Страница 158 - O, how shall summer's honey breath hold out Against the wreckful siege of battering days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout, Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays ? O fearful meditation ! where, alack, Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back ? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O, none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
Страница 139 - 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...
Страница 131 - 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.
Страница cccxi - I'll leap up to my God! Who pulls me down? See, see where Christ's blood streams in the firmament! One drop would save my soul, half a drop, ah, my Christ!
Страница 139 - 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.