The Wisdom and Genius of Shakespeare: Comprising Moral Philosophy, Delineations of Character, Paintings of Nature and the Passions, Seven Hundred Aphorisms, and Miscellaneous Pieces : with Select and Original Notes, and Scriptural References ... |
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184 She shook The holy water from her heavenly eyes , 1 And clamour moisten'd
: then away she started To deal with grief alone . 34 - iv . 3 . 185 In the glasses of
thine eyes I see thy grieved heart . 17 - i . 3 . 186 Men judge by the complexion ...
184 She shook The holy water from her heavenly eyes , 1 And clamour moisten'd
: then away she started To deal with grief alone . 34 - iv . 3 . 185 In the glasses of
thine eyes I see thy grieved heart . 17 - i . 3 . 186 Men judge by the complexion ...
267. oldal
200 As the wretch , whose fever - weaken'd joints , Like strengthless hinges
buckles under life , Impatient of his fit , breaks like a fire Out of his keeper's arms ;
even so my limbs , Weaken'd with grief , being now enraged with grief , Are thrice
...
200 As the wretch , whose fever - weaken'd joints , Like strengthless hinges
buckles under life , Impatient of his fit , breaks like a fire Out of his keeper's arms ;
even so my limbs , Weaken'd with grief , being now enraged with grief , Are thrice
...
269. oldal
The grief is fine , full , perfect , that I taste , And violenteth in a sense as strong As
that which causeth it : How can I moderate it ? If I could temporize with my
affection , Or brew it to a weak and colder palate , The like allayment could I give
my ...
The grief is fine , full , perfect , that I taste , And violenteth in a sense as strong As
that which causeth it : How can I moderate it ? If I could temporize with my
affection , Or brew it to a weak and colder palate , The like allayment could I give
my ...
274. oldal
Ha ! let's see :' Tis very true , my grief lies all within ; And these external manners
of lament Are merely shadows to the unseen grief , That swells with silence in the
tortured soul ; There lies the substance . 17 - iv . 1 . 240 Most subject is the ...
Ha ! let's see :' Tis very true , my grief lies all within ; And these external manners
of lament Are merely shadows to the unseen grief , That swells with silence in the
tortured soul ; There lies the substance . 17 - iv . 1 . 240 Most subject is the ...
275. oldal
Bring me a father , that so loved his child , Whose joy of her is overwhelm'd like
mine , And bid him speak of patience ; Measure his woe the length and breadth
of mine , And let it answer every strain for strain ; As thus for thus , and such a
grief ...
Bring me a father , that so loved his child , Whose joy of her is overwhelm'd like
mine , And bid him speak of patience ; Measure his woe the length and breadth
of mine , And let it answer every strain for strain ; As thus for thus , and such a
grief ...
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231. oldal - 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. There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins ; Such harmony is in immortal souls...
120. oldal - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
40. oldal - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth, — wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin, — By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners, that these men, — Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, — Their virtues else — be they as pure as grace, As...
246. oldal - T^EAR no more the heat o' the sun -*- Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe, and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust. Fear no more the...
239. oldal - 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 Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
131. oldal - CXLVI. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store ; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed,...
385. oldal - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description...
397. oldal - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
45. oldal - They that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow, They rightly do inherit heaven's graces And husband nature's riches from expense; They are the lords and owners of their faces, Others but stewards of their excellence.
62. oldal - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Bibliográfiai információk
| Cím | The Wisdom and Genius of Shakespeare: Comprising Moral Philosophy, Delineations of Character, Paintings of Nature and the Passions, Seven Hundred Aphorisms, and Miscellaneous Pieces : with Select and Original Notes, and Scriptural References ... |
| Szerzők | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price |
| Kiadó | E.L. Carey & A. Hart, 1839 |
| Eredeti forrása | a New York-i Közkönyvtár |
| Digitalizálva: | 2007. jan. 5. |
| Terjedelem | 460 oldal |
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