Shakespeare Self-revealed in His Sonnets and Phoenix and TurtleSherratt & Hughes, 1904 - 275 páginas |
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... lines ; In each of which he seems to shake a lance , As brandished at the eyes of ignorance . Sweet Swan of Avon ! BEN JONSON Lines to Shakespeare in First Folio . Let us now behold A human soul made visible in life . BEN JONSON ...
... lines ; In each of which he seems to shake a lance , As brandished at the eyes of ignorance . Sweet Swan of Avon ! BEN JONSON Lines to Shakespeare in First Folio . Let us now behold A human soul made visible in life . BEN JONSON ...
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... ( Lines to Shakespeare in First Folio , 1623 ) says the Sonnets are autobio- graphical and allegorical 27 Bancroft ( Epigrammes , 1639 ) notices and accepts Jonson's statement , but cannot solve the problem of the allegory Bancroft's ...
... ( Lines to Shakespeare in First Folio , 1623 ) says the Sonnets are autobio- graphical and allegorical 27 Bancroft ( Epigrammes , 1639 ) notices and accepts Jonson's statement , but cannot solve the problem of the allegory Bancroft's ...
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... , in which occur the lines : ' A woman I forswore ; but I will prove , 6 Thou being a goddess , I forswore not thee— ' cries , This is the liver - vein , which INTRODUCTION 21 Certain other views and known facts regarding Shakespeare.
... , in which occur the lines : ' A woman I forswore ; but I will prove , 6 Thou being a goddess , I forswore not thee— ' cries , This is the liver - vein , which INTRODUCTION 21 Certain other views and known facts regarding Shakespeare.
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... lines to Shakespeare in the First Folio ; but before we examine them it is necessary that we should have a correct idea of the circumstances under which they were written . They were not written as in general such commendatory verses ...
... lines to Shakespeare in the First Folio ; but before we examine them it is necessary that we should have a correct idea of the circumstances under which they were written . They were not written as in general such commendatory verses ...
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... lines ! Which were so richly spun , and woven so fit , As , since , she will vouchsafe no other wit . The merry Greek , tart Aristophanes , Neat Terence , witty Plautus , now not please ; But antiquated and deserted lie , As they were ...
... lines ! Which were so richly spun , and woven so fit , As , since , she will vouchsafe no other wit . The merry Greek , tart Aristophanes , Neat Terence , witty Plautus , now not please ; But antiquated and deserted lie , As they were ...
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actors Addresses Fame Addresses the Spirit beauty's Ben Jonson better Cæsar Caliban Chester's poem conceit dead dear death dedication desire doth dramatist evidence evil expressed eyes Faerie Queene fair fear Folio gentle give glory grace Hall Halliwell-Phillipps Hamlet hand hast hath heart heaven heavenly Horace Jonson King lines live look Love of Beauty Love of Fame Love's Martyr Lust of Fame manuscripts mistress Muse nature passion Passionate Pilgrim perfect Phoenix and Turtle plays poet poet's posterity praise Prospero published reference rhyme Robert Chester says seen self-love Shake Shakespeare Shakespeare's mind Shakespeare's Sonnets shalt shame Sidney Lee sight sorrow soul speak Spenser Spirit of Beauty STANZA Stratford Stratford-on-Avon thee thine things thou art thou dost thought thy love thy sweet thyself Tibullus Time's true truth Turtle Dove verse Virgil Whilst William Shakespeare words write written wrote youth
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Página 236 - 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 express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Página 240 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
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Página 203 - What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you ; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new...
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