The poems of William Shakspeare, with mr. Capell's History of the origin of Shakspeare's fables, to which is added a glossary, Volume 18 |
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... ( Arcadia , p . 142 , edit . 1590 , 4to . ) of which episode there are no traces in either chronicle , poem , or play , wherein this history is handl'd . b 2 LOVE'S LOVE'S LABOURS LOST . The fable of this play does SHAKSPEARE'S FABLES . 9.
... ( Arcadia , p . 142 , edit . 1590 , 4to . ) of which episode there are no traces in either chronicle , poem , or play , wherein this history is handl'd . b 2 LOVE'S LOVE'S LABOURS LOST . The fable of this play does SHAKSPEARE'S FABLES . 9.
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William Shakespeare. LOVE'S LABOURS LOST . The fable of this play does not seem to be a work entirely of invention ; and I am apt to believe , that it owes its birth to some novel or other , which may one day be discover'd . The ...
William Shakespeare. LOVE'S LABOURS LOST . The fable of this play does not seem to be a work entirely of invention ; and I am apt to believe , that it owes its birth to some novel or other , which may one day be discover'd . The ...
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... Love keeps his revels where there be but twain , Be bold to play , our sport is not in sight : These blue - vein'd violets whereon we lean , Never can blab , nor know they what we mean . The tender fpring upon thy tempting lip Shows ...
... Love keeps his revels where there be but twain , Be bold to play , our sport is not in sight : These blue - vein'd violets whereon we lean , Never can blab , nor know they what we mean . The tender fpring upon thy tempting lip Shows ...
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... love fo light , fweet boy , and may it be That thou shouldst think it heavy unto thee ? Is thine own heart to thine own face affected ? Can thy right hand feize love upon thy left ? Then woo thyfelf , be of thyself rejected , Steal ...
... love fo light , fweet boy , and may it be That thou shouldst think it heavy unto thee ? Is thine own heart to thine own face affected ? Can thy right hand feize love upon thy left ? Then woo thyfelf , be of thyself rejected , Steal ...
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... love - fick queen began to sweat , For , where they lay , the shadow had forfook them , And Titan , tired in the mid - day heat , With burning eye did hotly overlook them ; Wishing Adonis had his team to guide , So he were like him ...
... love - fick queen began to sweat , For , where they lay , the shadow had forfook them , And Titan , tired in the mid - day heat , With burning eye did hotly overlook them ; Wishing Adonis had his team to guide , So he were like him ...
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Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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?
Page 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.
Page 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...