The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, Volumen 8 |
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... better proof than thy spear's point can enter ; His short thick neck cannot be easily harmed ; Being ireful , on the lion he will venture : The thorny brambles and embracing bushes , As fearful of him , part ; through whom he rushes ...
... better proof than thy spear's point can enter ; His short thick neck cannot be easily harmed ; Being ireful , on the lion he will venture : The thorny brambles and embracing bushes , As fearful of him , part ; through whom he rushes ...
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... better thrive , With Death she humbly doth insinuate ; Tells him of trophies , statues , tombs ; and stories His victories , his triumphs , and his glories . " O Jove , " quoth she , " how much a fool was I , To be of such a weak and ...
... better thrive , With Death she humbly doth insinuate ; Tells him of trophies , statues , tombs ; and stories His victories , his triumphs , and his glories . " O Jove , " quoth she , " how much a fool was I , To be of such a weak and ...
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... better skill.1 " And whiles against a thorn thou bear'st thy part , To keep thy sharp woes waking , wretched I , To ... better , When life is shamed , and Death reproach's debtor . 1 Better skill . We must probably here understand with ...
... better skill.1 " And whiles against a thorn thou bear'st thy part , To keep thy sharp woes waking , wretched I , To ... better , When life is shamed , and Death reproach's debtor . 1 Better skill . We must probably here understand with ...
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... better so to clear her From that suspicion which the world might bear her . To shun this blot , she would not blot the letter With words , till action might become them better . To see sad sights moves more than hear them told ; For ...
... better so to clear her From that suspicion which the world might bear her . To shun this blot , she would not blot the letter With words , till action might become them better . To see sad sights moves more than hear them told ; For ...
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... better authority than the commentators on nautical matters , mentions a sound as " large and deep . " The stillness of a sound , in consequence of being land - locked , testifies to the correctness of the poet's image . For now ' tis ...
... better authority than the commentators on nautical matters , mentions a sound as " large and deep . " The stillness of a sound , in consequence of being land - locked , testifies to the correctness of the poet's image . For now ' tis ...
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Página 262 - 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.
Página 203 - 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 doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Página 309 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Página 367 - 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.
Página 273 - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate ; The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving? The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting, And so my patent back again is swerving.
Página 300 - And brass eternal slave to mortal rage ; When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay ; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away.
Página 352 - A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Página 155 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least : Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings'.
Página 197 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights, Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have...
Página 286 - 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...