Lectures on the Literature of the Age of Elizabeth: And Characters of Shakespear's PlaysG. Bell and sons, 1878 - Počet stran: 515 |
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Strana 21
... doth know Where is that happy land of faëry Which I so much do vaunt , but nowhere show , But vouch antiquities , which nobody can know . But let that man with better sense avise , That of the world least part to us is read : And daily ...
... doth know Where is that happy land of faëry Which I so much do vaunt , but nowhere show , But vouch antiquities , which nobody can know . But let that man with better sense avise , That of the world least part to us is read : And daily ...
Strana 29
... doth fade away , Or as the moon clothed with cloudy night Doth show to him that walks in fear and sad affright . " The dramatic literature of this period only wants ex- ploring , to fill the inquiring mind with wonder and delight , and ...
... doth fade away , Or as the moon clothed with cloudy night Doth show to him that walks in fear and sad affright . " The dramatic literature of this period only wants ex- ploring , to fill the inquiring mind with wonder and delight , and ...
Strana 33
... doth most delightfully teach , and so obtain the very end of poetry . " And Mr. Pope , whose * + [ Edition of 1570 , pp . 143-4 . ] " The smiler with the knife under his cloke . " - Knight's Tale . [ Apologie for Poetrie , 1595 , repr ...
... doth most delightfully teach , and so obtain the very end of poetry . " And Mr. Pope , whose * + [ Edition of 1570 , pp . 143-4 . ] " The smiler with the knife under his cloke . " - Knight's Tale . [ Apologie for Poetrie , 1595 , repr ...
Strana 35
... doth cover it , Thereafter never to enjoy again The gladsome light , but in the ground y - lain In depth of darkness waste and wear to nought , As he had near into the world been brought . But who had seen him , sobbing how he stood ...
... doth cover it , Thereafter never to enjoy again The gladsome light , but in the ground y - lain In depth of darkness waste and wear to nought , As he had near into the world been brought . But who had seen him , sobbing how he stood ...
Strana 55
... doth this water from my tatter'd robes ! Tell Isabel the queen , I look'd not thus , When for her sake I ran at tilt in France , And there unhors'd the Duke of Cleremont . " * There are some excellent passages scattered up and down ...
... doth this water from my tatter'd robes ! Tell Isabel the queen , I look'd not thus , When for her sake I ran at tilt in France , And there unhors'd the Duke of Cleremont . " * There are some excellent passages scattered up and down ...
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Strana 234 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world...
Strana 204 - Let us roll all our strength and all Our sweetness up into one ball, And tear our pleasures with rough strife Thorough the iron gates of life. Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.
Strana 175 - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Strana 94 - Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt...
Strana 68 - Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then everything includes itself in power, Power into will, will into appetite; And appetite, an universal wolf, So doubly seconded with will and power, Must make perforce an universal prey, And last eat up himself.
Strana 163 - All murder'd : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Strana 204 - But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near: And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast Eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found; Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound My echoing song: then worms shall try That long preserved virginity: And your quaint honour turn to dust; And into ashes all my lust. The grave's a fine and private place, But none I think do there embrace.
Strana 232 - Lest thou a feverous life should'st entertain, And six or seven winters more respect Than a perpetual honour. Dar'st thou die ? The sense of death is most in apprehension ; And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Strana 215 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Strana 197 - Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.