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Pàgina 7
The fun that shines from heaven , shines but warm , And lo , I lie between that sun
and thee ; The heat I have from ... eye darts forth the fire that burneth me : And
were I not immortal , life were done , Between this heavenly and earthly fun .
The fun that shines from heaven , shines but warm , And lo , I lie between that sun
and thee ; The heat I have from ... eye darts forth the fire that burneth me : And
were I not immortal , life were done , Between this heavenly and earthly fun .
Pàgina 10
... And now his woven girts he breaks asunder , The bearing earth with his hard
hoof he wounds , Whose hollow womb resounds like heaven's thunder ; The iron
bit he crushes ' tween his teeth , Controlling what he was controlled with .
... And now his woven girts he breaks asunder , The bearing earth with his hard
hoof he wounds , Whose hollow womb resounds like heaven's thunder ; The iron
bit he crushes ' tween his teeth , Controlling what he was controlled with .
Pàgina 17
0 , where am I , quoth she ? in earth or heaven , Or in the ocean drench'd , or in
the fire ? What hour is this ? or morn or weary even ? Do I delight to die , or life
desire ? But now I liv'd , and life was death's annoy ; But now I dy'd , and death
was ...
0 , where am I , quoth she ? in earth or heaven , Or in the ocean drench'd , or in
the fire ? What hour is this ? or morn or weary even ? Do I delight to die , or life
desire ? But now I liv'd , and life was death's annoy ; But now I dy'd , and death
was ...
Pàgina 19
Look , the world's comforter , with weary gait , His day's hot task hath ended in the
West : The owl , night's herald , shrieks , ' tis very late ; The Theep are gone to fold
, birds to their neft ; The coal - black clouds that shadow heaven's light , Do ...
Look , the world's comforter , with weary gait , His day's hot task hath ended in the
West : The owl , night's herald , shrieks , ' tis very late ; The Theep are gone to fold
, birds to their neft ; The coal - black clouds that shadow heaven's light , Do ...
Pàgina 25
... For stealing moulds from heaven that were divine , Wherein The fram'd thee in
high heaven's despite , To shame the fun by day , and her by night . And
therefore hath she brib'd the Destinies , To cross the curious workmanship of
nature , To ...
... For stealing moulds from heaven that were divine , Wherein The fram'd thee in
high heaven's despite , To shame the fun by day , and her by night . And
therefore hath she brib'd the Destinies , To cross the curious workmanship of
nature , To ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 206 - Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care : Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble, age is lame : Youth is hot and bold, Age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame.
Pàgina 178 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love, Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove : 0, no ; it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Pàgina 176 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Pàgina 136 - 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.
Pàgina 184 - In the old age black was not counted fair, Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name; But now is black beauty's successive heir, And Beauty...
Pàgina 168 - 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 expense ; They are the lords and owners of their faces, Others but stewards of their excellence.
Pàgina 151 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end ; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Pàgina 164 - 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?
Pàgina 169 - Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease : Yet this abundant issue seem'd to me But hope of orphans and unfather'd fruit ; For summer and his pleasures wait on thee, And, thou away, the very birds are mute ; Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near.
Pàgina 166 - Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join with the spite of fortune...
Informació bibliogràfica
| Títol | The poems of William Shakspeare, with mr. Capell's History of the origin of Shakspeare's fables, to which is added a glossary, Volum 18 The poems of William Shakspeare, with mr. Capell's History of the origin of Shakspeare's fables, to which is added a glossary, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Publicat | 1798 |
| Original de | Universitat d’Oxford |
| Digitalitzat el | 14 Set. 2007 |
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