Poems on Several Occasions: By ShakespeareA. Murden, R. Newton, T. Davidson, C. Anderson, W. Nelson, and S. Paterson, 1760 - Počet stran: 250 |
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Strana 9
... Shall cool the heat of this defcending fun . I'll make a fhadow for thee of my hairs , If they burn too , I'll quench them with my tears . The fun that shines from heaven fhines but warm ,, And , lo , I lie between the fun and thee ...
... Shall cool the heat of this defcending fun . I'll make a fhadow for thee of my hairs , If they burn too , I'll quench them with my tears . The fun that shines from heaven fhines but warm ,, And , lo , I lie between the fun and thee ...
Strana 15
... shall regard , Because Adonis ' heart hath made mine hard . For fhame , he cries , let go , and let me go , My day's delight is paft , my horse is gone ,. And ' tis your fault , I am bereft him fo : I pray you hence , and leave me here ...
... shall regard , Because Adonis ' heart hath made mine hard . For fhame , he cries , let go , and let me go , My day's delight is paft , my horse is gone ,. And ' tis your fault , I am bereft him fo : I pray you hence , and leave me here ...
Strana 27
... shall fall , In night ( quoth fhe ) defire fees beft of all . But if thou fall , O ! then imagine this , The earth in love with thee , thy footing trips , And all is but to rob thee of a kifs . Rich preys make rich men thieves , fo do ...
... shall fall , In night ( quoth fhe ) defire fees beft of all . But if thou fall , O ! then imagine this , The earth in love with thee , thy footing trips , And all is but to rob thee of a kifs . Rich preys make rich men thieves , fo do ...
Strana 41
... shall not match his woe . It shall be fickle , falfe , and full of fraud , And shall be blasted in a breathing while , The bottom poifon , and the top o'er - ftraw'd With fweets , that fhall the fharpeft fight beguile . The strongest ...
... shall not match his woe . It shall be fickle , falfe , and full of fraud , And shall be blasted in a breathing while , The bottom poifon , and the top o'er - ftraw'd With fweets , that fhall the fharpeft fight beguile . The strongest ...
Strana 52
... shall he think to find a stranger juft , When he himself , himself confounds , betrays , To fland'rous tongues the wretched hateful lays ? Now ftole upon the time the dead of night , When heavy fleep had clos'd up mortal eyes ; No ...
... shall he think to find a stranger juft , When he himself , himself confounds , betrays , To fland'rous tongues the wretched hateful lays ? Now ftole upon the time the dead of night , When heavy fleep had clos'd up mortal eyes ; No ...
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Adonis againſt bear beauty beauty's beft behold beſt blood breaſt breath cheeks Colatine dead dear death defire doft thou doth excufe eyes face faid fair falfe falſe fame fear feek feem feen fhadow fhall fhame fhew fhould fhow fighs fight filly fing fire flain fleep flower fome forrow foul ftain ftand ftate ftill ftrive ftrong fuch fweet grace grief hath heart heaven herſelf himſelf honour kifs laft lips live looks love's Lucrece luft Menelaus moſt mufe muft muſt myſelf night pleaſe pleaſure poor praife praiſe prefent Priam quoth fhe reafon reft rofe ſay Sextus Tarquinius ſhall ſhe ſhow ſkill ſpeak ſtand ſtay ſtill ſuch ſweet Tarquin tears thee thefe themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thought thouſand thro thyself tongue treaſure true unto uſe weep Whilft whofe Whoſe wife wilt wound yourſelf youth
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Strana 127 - For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, Looking on darkness which the blind do see; Save that my soul's imaginary sight Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly...
Strana 111 - When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store ; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay ; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away.
Strana 157 - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate ; The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving?
Strana 176 - 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, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before a joy proposed; behind a dream.
Strana 245 - And all complain of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields ; A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's Spring, but sorrow's Fall.
Strana 152 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Strana 130 - And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight : Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Strana 44 - The warrant I have of your Honourable disposition, not the worth of my untutored lines, makes it assured of acceptance. What I have done is yours, what I have to do is yours, being part in all I have devoted yours.
Strana 117 - And, all in war with time, for love of you, As he takes from you, I engraft you new.
Strana 245 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy- buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee and be thy love.