The Poems of Robert Greene, Christopher Marlowe, and Ben JonsonG. Bell & sons, 1878 - Всего страниц: 544 |
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... speaking nations alone , but to mankind . The result of this has been that the common Dictionary must suit both sides of the Atlantic . " .... " The good average business - like character of Webster's Dictionary , both in style and ...
... speaking nations alone , but to mankind . The result of this has been that the common Dictionary must suit both sides of the Atlantic . " .... " The good average business - like character of Webster's Dictionary , both in style and ...
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... speak of it himself , although his confessions touch upon most of the prominent incidents of his life . His own silence on the subject may be considered conclusive ; especially in such passages as the following , which refer directly to ...
... speak of it himself , although his confessions touch upon most of the prominent incidents of his life . His own silence on the subject may be considered conclusive ; especially in such passages as the following , which refer directly to ...
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... speaking of Roberto's companions : - The shameful end of sundry his consorts , deservedly punished for their amiss , wrought no compunction in his heart ; of which one , brother to a brothel he kept , was trust under a tree , as round ...
... speaking of Roberto's companions : - The shameful end of sundry his consorts , deservedly punished for their amiss , wrought no compunction in his heart ; of which one , brother to a brothel he kept , was trust under a tree , as round ...
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... speak in his behalf than I , who since I first knew him about town have been two years together , and not seen him . ' This mean and false disavowal of the associate whom he left to perish in want , throws discredit upon all other parts ...
... speak in his behalf than I , who since I first knew him about town have been two years together , and not seen him . ' This mean and false disavowal of the associate whom he left to perish in want , throws discredit upon all other parts ...
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... speak from our mouths , those antics garnished in our colours . Is it not strange that I , to whom they all have been beholding ; is it not like that you , to whom they all have been beholding , shall ( were ye in that case that I am ...
... speak from our mouths , those antics garnished in our colours . Is it not strange that I , to whom they all have been beholding ; is it not like that you , to whom they all have been beholding , shall ( were ye in that case that I am ...
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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. 26 - ... supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
Стр. 232 - With coral clasps and amber studs ; And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
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. 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. 158 - At Sestos Hero dwelt ; Hero the fair, Whom young Apollo courted for her hair. And offered as a dower his burning throne, Where she should sit, for men to gaze upon. The outside of her garments were of lawn, The lining purple silk, with gilt stars drawn ; Her wide sleeves green, and bordered with a grove, Where Venus in her naked glory strove To please the careless and disdainful eyes Of proud Adonis, that before her lies ; Her kirtle blue, whereon was many a stain, Made with the blood of wretched...
Стр. 334 - Weep with me, all you that read This little story ; And know, for whom a tear you shed Death's self is sorry. 'Twas a child that so did thrive In grace and feature, As Heaven and Nature seemed to strive Which owned the creature.
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. 382 - Do but look on her eyes, they do light All that Love's world compriseth ! Do but look on her hair, it is bright As Love's star when it riseth ! Do but mark, her forehead's smoother...
Стр. 230 - The rest complain of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields^ A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses. Thy cap, thy kirtle...