The Poems of Robert Greene, Christopher Marlowe, and Ben JonsonG. Bell & sons, 1878 - Počet stran: 544 |
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... took his degree of A.B. at St. John's College in 1578 , but afterwards sent him to travel through Spain and Italy and other parts of the continent - a costly undertaking in the sixteenth century . The grand tour , fruitful of advantages ...
... took his degree of A.B. at St. John's College in 1578 , but afterwards sent him to travel through Spain and Italy and other parts of the continent - a costly undertaking in the sixteenth century . The grand tour , fruitful of advantages ...
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... took his degree of A.M .; after which he repaired to London , where , having exhausted his means and his friends , and being thrown upon his own resources for support , he became a writer of plays and romances , or , as he calls them ...
... took his degree of A.M .; after which he repaired to London , where , having exhausted his means and his friends , and being thrown upon his own resources for support , he became a writer of plays and romances , or , as he calls them ...
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... took place at least two years before . The expiatory relation he has himself given of this event , of his heartless desertion of his wife after he had spent her for- tune , and of his subsequent life in the lowest dens of London ...
... took place at least two years before . The expiatory relation he has himself given of this event , of his heartless desertion of his wife after he had spent her for- tune , and of his subsequent life in the lowest dens of London ...
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... took great credit to himself , evidently with some justice , for the excellent service he rendered to the common- wealth by his fearless exposure of the rogueries of London ; and it appears that it was a service of no little danger ...
... took great credit to himself , evidently with some justice , for the excellent service he rendered to the common- wealth by his fearless exposure of the rogueries of London ; and it appears that it was a service of no little danger ...
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... took pen and ink , and wrote her a letter to this effect : * Sweet wife , as ever there was any good will or friendship between thee and me , see this bearer , my host , satisfied of his debt . I owe him ten pounds , and but for him I ...
... took pen and ink , and wrote her a letter to this effect : * Sweet wife , as ever there was any good will or friendship between thee and me , see this bearer , my host , satisfied of his debt . I owe him ten pounds , and but for him I ...
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Strana 399 - The applause! delight! the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare, rise ; I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room : Thou art a monument, without a tomb, And art alive still, while thy book doth live, And we have wits to read, and praise to give.
Strana 26 - ... supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
Strana 232 - With coral clasps and amber studs ; And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Strana 271 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war. Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Strana 231 - And we will all the pleasures prove That hills and valleys, dale and field, And all the craggy mountains yield. There will we sit upon the rocks And see the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals.
Strana 158 - At Sestos Hero dwelt ; Hero the fair, Whom young Apollo courted for her hair. And offered as a dower his burning throne, Where she should sit, for men to gaze upon. The outside of her garments were of lawn, The lining purple silk, with gilt stars drawn ; Her wide sleeves green, and bordered with a grove, Where Venus in her naked glory strove To please the careless and disdainful eyes Of proud Adonis, that before her lies ; Her kirtle blue, whereon was many a stain, Made with the blood of wretched...
Strana 334 - Weep with me, all you that read This little story ; And know, for whom a tear you shed Death's self is sorry. 'Twas a child that so did thrive In grace and feature, As Heaven and Nature seemed to strive Which owned the creature.
Strana 399 - Euripides, and Sophocles to us; Pacuvius, Accius, him of Cordova dead, To life again, to hear thy buskin tread, And shake a stage ; or, when thy socks were on, Leave thee alone for the comparison Of all that insolent Greece or haughty Rome Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come.
Strana 382 - Do but look on her eyes, they do light All that Love's world compriseth ! Do but look on her hair, it is bright As Love's star when it riseth ! Do but mark, her forehead's smoother...
Strana 230 - The rest 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. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses. Thy cap, thy kirtle...