The universal anthology, a collection of the best literature, with biographical and explanatory notes, ed. by R. Garnett, L. Vallée, A. Brandl. Imperial ed, Volume 12Richard Garnett 1899 |
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... unto my destiny , content To languish for the little left of life . So mightily abound the hosts of Pain , Whom sentries of my bosom Love hath made , No space is left to enter or evade , And inwardly expire sighs born in vain , If any ...
... unto my destiny , content To languish for the little left of life . So mightily abound the hosts of Pain , Whom sentries of my bosom Love hath made , No space is left to enter or evade , And inwardly expire sighs born in vain , If any ...
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... unto her throne is Reason borne , And I my metamorphosis approve , And , old strains tuning to new keys , of Scorn Will sing as anciently I sang of Love . All bitter words I spoke of you while yet My heart was sore , and every virgin ...
... unto her throne is Reason borne , And I my metamorphosis approve , And , old strains tuning to new keys , of Scorn Will sing as anciently I sang of Love . All bitter words I spoke of you while yet My heart was sore , and every virgin ...
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... allow , and life soon disappears . Go let us love : the daylight dies , is born ; But unto us the light Dies once for all , and sleep brings on eternal night . VENICE . BY LORD BYRON . ( From " Childe 184 THE GOLDEN AGE .
... allow , and life soon disappears . Go let us love : the daylight dies , is born ; But unto us the light Dies once for all , and sleep brings on eternal night . VENICE . BY LORD BYRON . ( From " Childe 184 THE GOLDEN AGE .
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... unto us she hath a spell beyond Her name in story , and her long array Of mighty shadows , whose dim forms despond Above the Dogeless city's vanished sway ; Ours is a trophy which will not decay With the Rialto ; Shylock and the Moor ...
... unto us she hath a spell beyond Her name in story , and her long array Of mighty shadows , whose dim forms despond Above the Dogeless city's vanished sway ; Ours is a trophy which will not decay With the Rialto ; Shylock and the Moor ...
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... unto . Also , for manners and life , hard wits commonly are hardly carried , either to desire every new thing , or else to marvel at every strange thing : and therefore they be careful and diligent in their own matters , not curious and ...
... unto . Also , for manners and life , hard wits commonly are hardly carried , either to desire every new thing , or else to marvel at every strange thing : and therefore they be careful and diligent in their own matters , not curious and ...
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Página 270 - ... a thousand spears in rest, A thousand knights are pressing close behind the snow-white crest; And in they burst, and on they rushed, while like a guiding star, Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre. Now, God be praised, the day is ours. Mayenne hath turned his rein. D'Aumale hath cried for quarter. The Flemish count is slain. Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail. And then we thought...
Página 384 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
Página 401 - To draw no envy, SHAKESPEARE, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame ; While I confess thy writings to be such, As neither man, nor muse, can praise too much.
Página 371 - A Valediction Forbidding Mourning As virtuous men pass mildly away, And whisper to their souls to go, Whilst some of their sad friends do say 'The breath goes now,' and some say 'No'; So let us melt, and make no noise, No tear-floods nor sigh-tempests move; 'Twere profanation of our joys To tell the laity our love. Moving of th...
Página 267 - Fear not to touch the best; The truth shall be thy warrant. Go, since I needs must die, And give the world the lie. Say to the court, it glows And shines like rotten wood; Say to the church, it shows What's good, and doth no good: If church and court reply, Then give them both the lie. Tell potentates, they live Acting by others' action, Not loved unless they give, Not strong but by affection: If potentates reply, Give potentates the lie.
Página 392 - Alas, poor Yorick ! I knew him, Horatio : a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar...
Página 270 - And Appenzel's stout infantry, and Egmont's Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land...
Página 265 - And the sun went down, and the stars came out far over the summer sea, But never a moment ceased the fight of the one and the fifty-three. Ship after ship, the whole night long, their high-built galleons came, Ship after ship, the whole night long, with her battle-thunder and flame; Ship after ship, the whole night long, drew back with her dead and her shame. For some were sunk and many were shatter'd, and so could fight us no more — God of battles, was ever a battle like this in the world before...
Página 309 - Queen ; At whose approach the soul of Petrarch wept, And from thenceforth those graces were not seen, For they this Queen attended ; in whose stead Oblivion laid him down on Laura's hearse.
Página 185 - She looks a sea Cybele, fresh from ocean, Rising with her tiara of proud towers At airy distance, with majestic motion, A ruler of the waters and their powers...