Elements of Criticism: Volume I [-II].A. Millar, London; and A. Kincaid & J. Bell, Edinburgh., 1765 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 6-10 מתוך 30
עמוד 222
... thee , like a fow that hath over- whelmed all her litter but one , Second Part Henry ÏV . a & t 1. Sc . 4 . I think he is not a pick - purse , nor a horse - stealer ; but for his verity in love , I do think him as concave as a co- ver'd ...
... thee , like a fow that hath over- whelmed all her litter but one , Second Part Henry ÏV . a & t 1. Sc . 4 . I think he is not a pick - purse , nor a horse - stealer ; but for his verity in love , I do think him as concave as a co- ver'd ...
עמוד 227
... thee that thou wilt yield ; Open thy bowels of compaffion , take Into thy womb the laft and most forlorn Of all thy race . Hear me , thou common parent ; -I have no parent else . Be thou a mother , And step between me and the curfe of ...
... thee that thou wilt yield ; Open thy bowels of compaffion , take Into thy womb the laft and most forlorn Of all thy race . Hear me , thou common parent ; -I have no parent else . Be thou a mother , And step between me and the curfe of ...
עמוד 229
... thee with my hand , Though rebels wound thee with their horfes hoofs . As a long parted mother with her child . Plays fondly with her tears , and smiles in meeting ; So weeping , fmiling , greet I thee , my P 3 Se Sect . I. 229 FIGURE 9 ...
... thee with my hand , Though rebels wound thee with their horfes hoofs . As a long parted mother with her child . Plays fondly with her tears , and smiles in meeting ; So weeping , fmiling , greet I thee , my P 3 Se Sect . I. 229 FIGURE 9 ...
עמוד 230
... thee , my earth , And do thee favour with my royal hands . Feed not thy fovereign's foe , my gentle earth , Nor with thy fweets comfort his rav'nous fenfe But let thy fpiders that fuck up thy venom , And heavy gaited toads , lie in ...
... thee , my earth , And do thee favour with my royal hands . Feed not thy fovereign's foe , my gentle earth , Nor with thy fweets comfort his rav'nous fenfe But let thy fpiders that fuck up thy venom , And heavy gaited toads , lie in ...
עמוד 236
... thee , That thou no more wilt weigh my eye - lids down , And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather , Sleep , ly'ft thou in fmoky cribs , Upon uneafy pallets ftretching thee , And hush'd with buzzing night - flies to thy flumber ...
... thee , That thou no more wilt weigh my eye - lids down , And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather , Sleep , ly'ft thou in fmoky cribs , Upon uneafy pallets ftretching thee , And hush'd with buzzing night - flies to thy flumber ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
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קטעים בולטים
עמוד 184 - Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity! It is like the precious ointment upon the head, that ran down upon the beard, even Aaron's beard: that went down to the skirts of his garments; As the dew of Hermon, and as the dew that descended upon the mountains of Zion: for there the Lord commanded the blessing, even life for evermore.
עמוד 327 - O, you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not POmpey? Many a time and oft Have you climb'd up to walls and battlements, To towers and windows, yea, to chimney-tops, Your infants in your arms, and there have sat The livelong day, with patient expectation, To see great POmpey pass the streets of Rome...
עמוד 234 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
עמוד 277 - What could have been done more to my vineyard, That I have not done in it? Wherefore, when I looked that it should bring forth grapes, Brought it forth wild grapes?
עמוד 234 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
עמוד 312 - Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities, A still and quiet conscience.
עמוד 235 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge, And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes...
עמוד 332 - There are a sort of men whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond, And do a wilful stillness entertain, With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit; As who should say, " I am Sir Oracle, And when I ope my lips let no dog bark...
עמוד 432 - Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
עמוד 277 - And now go to; I will tell you what I will do to my vineyard : I will take away the hedge thereof, and it shall be eaten up; And break down the wall thereof, and it shall be trodden down...