The Poems of Robert Greene, Christopher Marlowe, and Ben JonsonGeorge Bell &Sons, 1876 - Всего страниц: 544 |
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... hast been of hope . Reason would , that after so long waste , I should not send thee a child to bring thee greater charge : but consider he is the fruit of thy womb , in whose face regard not the father so much , as thy own perfections ...
... hast been of hope . Reason would , that after so long waste , I should not send thee a child to bring thee greater charge : but consider he is the fruit of thy womb , in whose face regard not the father so much , as thy own perfections ...
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... hast studied ? O peevish folly ! What are his rules but mere confused mockeries , able to extirpate , in small time , the generation of mankind . For if sic volo , sic jubeo , hold in those that are able to command ; and if it be lawful ...
... hast studied ? O peevish folly ! What are his rules but mere confused mockeries , able to extirpate , in small time , the generation of mankind . For if sic volo , sic jubeo , hold in those that are able to command ; and if it be lawful ...
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... hast a liberty to reprove all , and name none ; for one being spoken to , all are offended , none being blamed , no man is injured . Stop shallow water still running , it will rage ; tread on a worm , and it will turn ; then blame not ...
... hast a liberty to reprove all , and name none ; for one being spoken to , all are offended , none being blamed , no man is injured . Stop shallow water still running , it will rage ; tread on a worm , and it will turn ; then blame not ...
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... Hast wept thy mistress ' wants and loss of time , Thy wonted siege of honour safely climb , To thee I yield as guilty of mine ill . Lo , fettered in their tears , mine eyes are pressed To pay due homage to their native guide : My ...
... Hast wept thy mistress ' wants and loss of time , Thy wonted siege of honour safely climb , To thee I yield as guilty of mine ill . Lo , fettered in their tears , mine eyes are pressed To pay due homage to their native guide : My ...
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... Hast made my life the subject of thy scorn , And scornest now to lend thy fading joys T'outlength my life , whom friends have left forlorn ; How well are they that die ere they be born , And never see thy slights , which few men shun ...
... Hast made my life the subject of thy scorn , And scornest now to lend thy fading joys T'outlength my life , whom friends have left forlorn ; How well are they that die ere they be born , And never see thy slights , which few men shun ...
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Стр. 399 - The applause! delight! the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare, rise ; I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room : Thou art a monument, without a tomb, And art alive still, while thy book doth live, And we have wits to read, and praise to give.
Стр. 232 - With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
Стр. 231 - And we will all the pleasures prove That hills and valleys, dale and field, And all the craggy mountains yield. There will we sit upon the rocks And see the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals.
Стр. 230 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Стр. 498 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Стр. 399 - Euripides, and Sophocles to us; Pacuvius, Accius, him of Cordova dead, To life again, to hear thy buskin tread, And shake a stage ; or, when thy socks were on, Leave thee alone for the comparison Of all that insolent Greece or haughty Rome Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come.
Стр. 399 - For, if I thought my judgment were of years, I should commit thee surely with thy peers ; And tell how far thou didst our Lyly outshine, Or sporting Kyd, or Marlowe's mighty line ; And, though thou had'st small Latin and less Greek...
Стр. 271 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war. Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Стр. 298 - scaped world's and flesh's rage, And, if no other misery, yet age! Rest in soft peace; and, asked, say: Here doth lie Ben Jonson his best piece of poetry — For whose sake, henceforth, all his vows be such, As what he loves may never like too much.