The Golden and Silver Ages: Two Plays, Volume 6

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Shakespeare society, 1851 - 179 páginas
 

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Página 144 - I have perused ; sought thro' whole woods and forests Of leafless coral, planted in the deeps ; Toss'd up the beds of pearl ; roused up huge whales, And stern sea-monsters, from their rocky dens ; Those bottoms, bottomless ; shallows and shelves, And all those currents where th...
Página 145 - Thro' all my open'd veins to weaken me — Do I conceal your daughter. I have spread My arms from sea to sea, look'd o'er my mountains, Examin'd all my pastures, groves, and plains, Marshes and wolds, my woods and champain fields, My dens and caves — and yet, from foot to head, I have no place on which the Moon
Página 25 - In chase we climb the high degrees Of every steepy mountain. And when the weary day is past, We at the evening hie us fast, And after this, our field repast, We drink the pleasant fountain. The shepherds, satyrs, &c., &c.
Página 62 - His ear is mine: let me command you, then. Behold ! I am the Cretan Jupiter, That rate your beauty above all these gems. What cannot love ? What dares not love attempt ? Despite Acrisius and his armed guards, Hither my love hath brought me, to receive Or life or death from you, only from you. Dan. We are amaz'd ; and the large difference Betwixt your name and habit, breeds in us Fear and distrust. Yet if I censure freely, I needs must think that face and personage Were ne'er deriv'd from baseness...
Página 144 - She questions the Earth. Cer. Fair sister Earth, for all these beauteous fields, Spread o'er thy breast ; for all these fertile crops, With which my plenty hath enrich'd thy bosom ; For all those rich and pleasant wreaths of grain, With which so oft thy temples I have crowned ; 1 [Pearson's ed., vol.
Página 145 - I'll break thy ploughs, thy oxen murrain-strike ; With idle agues I'll consume thy swains ; Sow tares and cockles in thy lands of wheat, Whose spikes the weed and couch-grass shall outgrow, And choke it in the blade. The rotten showers Shall drown thy seed, which the hot sun shall parch, Or mildews rot ; and what remains shall be A prey to ravenous birds.