The Works of William Shakespeare, Band 3Bigelow, Smith & Company, 1909 |
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... heavens where angels joy to dwell . . " • 1 Tofte and others call the play Love's Labour Lost ; it is doubtful whether the correct title is Love's Labours Lost , or Love's Labour's Lost ; the apostrophe is found in the headline of ...
... heavens where angels joy to dwell . . " • 1 Tofte and others call the play Love's Labour Lost ; it is doubtful whether the correct title is Love's Labours Lost , or Love's Labour's Lost ; the apostrophe is found in the headline of ...
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... heaven drowsy with the harmony , yet when we part from him we doubt much that his voice will echo in his soul throughout his year of penance . His fertile wit will devise many a mean to stifle it should his task to move wild laughter in ...
... heaven drowsy with the harmony , yet when we part from him we doubt much that his voice will echo in his soul throughout his year of penance . His fertile wit will devise many a mean to stifle it should his task to move wild laughter in ...
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... heaven's glorious sun , 80 That will not be deep - search'd with saucy looks ; Small have continual plodders ever won , Save base authority from others ' books . These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights , That give a name to every ...
... heaven's glorious sun , 80 That will not be deep - search'd with saucy looks ; Small have continual plodders ever won , Save base authority from others ' books . These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights , That give a name to every ...
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... heaven , " so Quartos and Folios . Theobald proposed " hav- ing " ; whatever may be the exact force of the phrase , it seems most probable that " heaven ” is the right word , and no emendation is neces- sary.-I. G. 205. " taken with the ...
... heaven , " so Quartos and Folios . Theobald proposed " hav- ing " ; whatever may be the exact force of the phrase , it seems most probable that " heaven ” is the right word , and no emendation is neces- sary.-I. G. 205. " taken with the ...
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... heaven , one that will do the deed , Though Argus were her eunuch and her guard : And I to sigh for her ! to watch for her ! To pray for her ! Go to ; it is a plague That Cupid will impose for my neglect Of his almighty dreadful little ...
... heaven , one that will do the deed , Though Argus were her eunuch and her guard : And I to sigh for her ! to watch for her ! To pray for her ! Go to ; it is a plague That Cupid will impose for my neglect Of his almighty dreadful little ...
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Seite 126 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit ; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot Arm.
Seite 117 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold.
Seite 82 - More strange than true. I never may believe These antique fables, nor these fairy toys. Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
Seite 114 - The moon shines bright : in such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees And they did make no noise, in such a night Troilus methinks mounted the Troyan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Seite 48 - Jul. But to be frank, and give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have : My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep ; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Seite 43 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Seite 44 - O, speak again, bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him, When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.
Seite 81 - Romeo ; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Seite 119 - Since nought so stockish, hard and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Seite 11 - Swift as a shadow, short as any dream, Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.