Poems. SonnetsHarper & brothers, 1884 |
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... give Shakespeare the benefit — if bene- fit it be ― of the doubt . A Lover's Complaint is generally conceded to be his ; and The Phenix and the Turtle has , I think , a better claim to be so regarded than anything in The Passionate ...
... give Shakespeare the benefit — if bene- fit it be ― of the doubt . A Lover's Complaint is generally conceded to be his ; and The Phenix and the Turtle has , I think , a better claim to be so regarded than anything in The Passionate ...
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... give it its name , beat it down , SO Islender is it . Other authors give Venus the enjoyment which Ovid and Shakspere deny her , and bring Adonis back from Hades to be with her " ( Furnivall ) . * The main incidents of the Lucrece were ...
... give it its name , beat it down , SO Islender is it . Other authors give Venus the enjoyment which Ovid and Shakspere deny her , and bring Adonis back from Hades to be with her " ( Furnivall ) . * The main incidents of the Lucrece were ...
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... gives them that majestic calmness which still breathes upon us from the statues of their gods . This invests their works with that lucid transparent atmosphere wherein every form stands out in perfect definiteness and distinctness ...
... gives them that majestic calmness which still breathes upon us from the statues of their gods . This invests their works with that lucid transparent atmosphere wherein every form stands out in perfect definiteness and distinctness ...
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... give consent To Tarquin's everlasting banishment . " He has thus cleared away all the encumbrances to the prog- ress of the main action . He would have done the same had he made Lucrece the subject of a drama . But he has to tell his ...
... give consent To Tarquin's everlasting banishment . " He has thus cleared away all the encumbrances to the prog- ress of the main action . He would have done the same had he made Lucrece the subject of a drama . But he has to tell his ...
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... give this wound to me . ' " Malone , in his concluding remarks upon the Venus and Ado- nis , and Lucrece , says : " We should do Shakspeare injustice were we to try them by a comparison with more modern and polished productions , or ...
... give this wound to me . ' " Malone , in his concluding remarks upon the Venus and Ado- nis , and Lucrece , says : " We should do Shakspeare injustice were we to try them by a comparison with more modern and polished productions , or ...
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5th and later accent beauty beauty's breast Capell cheeks Collatine conceit conjectures corrected by Malone Cymb dead dear death doth early eds edition face fair false fault fear fire flower following eds foul gentle Gentlemen of Verona Gildon give grief hast hate hath heart heaven Henry VI honour Julius Cæsar kiss later eds Lear lips live look love's Lover's Complaint Lucrece lust Macb Malone compares Malone quotes never night Noble Kinsmen noun painted pale Passionate Pilgrim pity poem poet poor praise printed proud quarto quoth Rape of Lucrece rhyme Rich Romeo and Juliet Schmidt Sewell Sextus Tarquinius Shakespeare Shakspere Shakspere's shalt shame sight Sonn Sonnets sorrow Steevens sweet Tarquin tears thee things thou art thought thyself Time's tongue true truth Venus and Adonis verse weep William Shakespeare words youth
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Page 56 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ?. Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough Winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd...
Page 61 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
Page 111 - 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. All this the world well knows; yet none knows well To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell. CXXX My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips...
Page 80 - 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...
Page 105 - 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. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of...
Page 20 - DURING the first year that Mr. Wordsworth and I were neighbours, our conversations turned frequently on the two cardinal points of poetry, the power of exciting the sympathy of the reader by a faithful adherence to the truth of nature, and the power of giving the interest of novelty by the modifying colours of imagination.
Page 63 - 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 : Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow ; But, out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth ; Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth.
Page 207 - Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone : She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity : 'Fie, fie, fie...
Page 85 - Why is my verse so barren of new pride, So far from variation or quick change ? Why, with the time, do I not glance aside To new-found methods and to compounds strange ? Why write I still all one, ever the same, And keep invention in a noted weed, • That every word doth almost tell my name, Showing their birth, and where they did proceed?
Page 68 - With this, he breaketh from the sweet embrace Of those fair arms which bound him to her breast, And homeward through the dark laund runs apace, Leaves Love upon her back deeply distress'd. Look, how a bright star shooteth from the sky, So glides he in the night from Venus...