 They that have power to hurt, and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow ; They rightly do inherit heaven's graces, And husband nature's riches from...  The works of William Shakespeare, the text formed from an entirely new ... - Pàgina 517per William Shakespeare - 1843Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 268 pàgines
...their faces, Others but Stewarts of their excellence. The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, Tho' to itself it only live and die; But if that flower...their deeds, Lilies, that fester, smell far worse than weeds. COMPLAINT FOK HIS LOVER'S ABSENCE. That tongue that tells the story of thy days, (Making lascivious... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1808 - 224 pàgines
...their faces. Others but stewards of their excellence, The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, Tho' to itself it only live and die ; But if that flower...their deeds ; Lilies that fester, smell far worse than weeds. How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame, Which, like a canker in the fragrant rose, Doth... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1810 - 728 pàgines
...Eve's apple doth thy beauty grow, If thy tweet virtue answer not thy show ! SONNET XCIV. THEY that bave power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the...dignity : For sweetest things turn sourest by their deed* ; Lilies that fester, smell far worse than weeds. SONNET XCV. How sweet anil lovely dost thou... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1812 - 372 pàgines
...their faces. Others but stewards of their excellence, The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, Tho' to itself it only live and die ; But if that flower...their deeds ; Lilies that fester, smell far worse than weeds. How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame, Which, like a canker in the fragrant rose, Doth... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 pàgines
...temptation slow; They rightly do inherit heaven's graces, And husband nature's riches from expence ; They are the lords and owners of their faces', Others...their deeds: Lilies that fester, smell far worse than weeds 7. xcv. How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame, Which, like a canker in the fragrant rose,... | |
 | William Shakespeare, William Harness - 1830 - 638 pàgines
...slow; , They rightly do inherit heaven's graces, And husband nature's riches from expencr ; They arc the lords and owners of their faces, Others but stewards...their deeds ; Lilies that fester, smell far worse than wecdi. , xcv. How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shamo Which, like a canker in the fragrant rose,... | |
 | Charles Armitage Brown - 1838 - 326 pàgines
...addressed to old Queen Elizabeth ! I give them for their excellence, and in illustration. " The summer flower is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it...their deeds ; Lilies that fester, smell far worse than weeds. " How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame, Which, like a canker in the fragrant rose,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - 484 pàgines
...stewards of their excellence. The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only li ve and die ; But if that flower with base infection meet,...their deeds ; Lilies that fester, smell far worse than weeds. Poems. 253 " Prediction. Against ill chances, men are ever merry; But heaviness foreruns the... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Thomas Price - 1839 - 478 pàgines
...Others but stewards of their excellence. The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, Though to jtself it only live and die; But if that flower with base...sourest by their deeds ; Lilies that fester, smell far worso than weeds. /' 253 Prediction. Against ill chances, men are ever merry ; But heaviness foreruns... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - 338 pàgines
...seem love to me, though alter'd-new ; Thy looks with me, thy heart in other place : For there can live no hatred in thine eye, Therefore in that I cannot...shame. Which, like a canker in the fragrant rose, Doth stop the beauty of thy budding name ! O, in what sweets dost thou thy sins enclose ! That tongue, that... | |
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