The Poems of ShakespeareMethuen, 1898 - 343 עמודים |
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עמוד xviii
... Shake- speare's art but , the common measure of poetry in Shake- speare's day ; to grope in his Sonnets for hints on his personal suffering is but to find that he too was a man , born into a world of confusion and fatigue . It is not ...
... Shake- speare's art but , the common measure of poetry in Shake- speare's day ; to grope in his Sonnets for hints on his personal suffering is but to find that he too was a man , born into a world of confusion and fatigue . It is not ...
עמוד xix
... Shake- speare's gentleness and serenity may be traced to his mother's disposition , it is with Shakespeare as with Dickens1 - the father , John , who strikes us the more sharply , with the quainter charm of a whimsical temperament ...
... Shake- speare's gentleness and serenity may be traced to his mother's disposition , it is with Shakespeare as with Dickens1 - the father , John , who strikes us the more sharply , with the quainter charm of a whimsical temperament ...
עמוד xxiii
... Shake- speare's pupilage ; and his theory is amply and minutely confirmed by many passages in the Plays.2 Shakespeare went to school at seven , and , after grinding at Lily's Grammar , enjoyed such conversation in Latin with his ...
... Shake- speare's pupilage ; and his theory is amply and minutely confirmed by many passages in the Plays.2 Shakespeare went to school at seven , and , after grinding at Lily's Grammar , enjoyed such conversation in Latin with his ...
עמוד xxx
... Shake- speare was the friend of both Southampton and Herbert ; and in his imagination , that mirror of all life , the bright flashes and the dark shadows of their careers must often have been reflected . IV Southampton was scholar ...
... Shake- speare was the friend of both Southampton and Herbert ; and in his imagination , that mirror of all life , the bright flashes and the dark shadows of their careers must often have been reflected . IV Southampton was scholar ...
עמוד xxxvi
... Shake- speare's life.3 To turn from Southampton to Shakespeare's other noble patron , is to pass from the hazards of war and politics to the lesser triumphs and disasters of a youth at Court . Many slight but vivid pictures of Herbert's ...
... Shake- speare's life.3 To turn from Southampton to Shakespeare's other noble patron , is to pass from the hazards of war and politics to the lesser triumphs and disasters of a youth at Court . Many slight but vivid pictures of Herbert's ...
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מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
accent bear beauty beauty's behold Ben Jonson blood cheeks Collatine colour conceit Cynthia's Revels dark dead dear death Dekker doth Dowden Drayton editions English eternal eyes face fair false fear Fitton Fleay flower foul gentle give grief hand hast hate hath heart heaven Henry Herbert honour Jonson kiss lips live looks lord Harbert Love's Love's Labour's Lost Lucrece lust Malone Marston Mary Fitton mistress Muse never night Note Ovid painting passion play Poems Poet's Poetaster poetry poor praise proud Quarto quatorzain quatrain quoth rhyme Rival Poets Rose Rowland White Satiromastix sense shadow Shake Shakespeare Shakespeare's Sonnets shalt shame sight Sonnets sorrow soul Southampton speare's sweet Tarquin tears thee theme thine things thou art thought thyself Time's Titus Andronicus tongue Troilus true truth Tyler Venus and Adonis verse weep words written youth ΙΟ
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 153 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
עמוד 172 - 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...
עמוד 125 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ? Thou art more lovely and more temperate : Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
עמוד 143 - But you like none, none you, for constant heart. LIV O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves....
עמוד 117 - When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held: Then being ask'd where all thy beauty lies, Where all the treasure of thy lusty days, To say, within thine own deep-sunken eyes. Were an all-eating shame and thriftless "praise. How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use, If thou couldst answer ' This fair child of mine Shall sum my count and make my old excuse...
עמוד 170 - And the sad augurs mock their own presage; Incertainties now crown themselves assured, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes...
עמוד 181 - Past reason hated as a swallowed bait, On purpose laid to make the taker mad. Mad in pursuit and in possession so, Had, having, and in quest, to have extreme, A bliss in proof and proved, a very woe, Before a joy proposed behind a dream. All this the world well knows yet none knows well, To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell. 130 My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun, Coral is far more red, than her lips...
עמוד 185 - When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutor'd youth, Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young, Although she knows my days are past the best, Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue: On both sides thus is simple truth suppressed: But wherefore says she not she is unjust?
עמוד 145 - ... services to do, till you require. Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour When you have bid your servant once adieu; Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought Save, where you are, how happy you make those. So true a fool is love that in your will, Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill.
עמוד 180 - Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait, On purpose laid to make the taker mad : Mad in pursuit, and in possession so ; Had, having...