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Sivu 8
With his head over his shoulder turn'd , He seem'd to find his way without his
eyes ; For out of doors he went without their help , And , to the last , bended their
light on me . Shakespear's Hamlet , 1. So long , As he could make me with this
eye ...
With his head over his shoulder turn'd , He seem'd to find his way without his
eyes ; For out of doors he went without their help , And , to the last , bended their
light on me . Shakespear's Hamlet , 1. So long , As he could make me with this
eye ...
Sivu 104
... Enfeoff'd himself by popularity : That , being daily swallow'd by mens eyes ,
They surfeited with honey ; and began To lonth the taste of sweetness ; whereof a
little More than a little , is by much too much . So when he had occasion to be ...
... Enfeoff'd himself by popularity : That , being daily swallow'd by mens eyes ,
They surfeited with honey ; and began To lonth the taste of sweetness ; whereof a
little More than a little , is by much too much . So when he had occasion to be ...
Sivu 138
I G H T. First , the two eyes , which have the feeing pow'r , Stand as one
watchman , spy or centinel , B'ing plac'd aloft , within the head's high tow'r ; And
though both fee , yet both but one thing tell . These mirrors take into their little
space , The ...
I G H T. First , the two eyes , which have the feeing pow'r , Stand as one
watchman , spy or centinel , B'ing plac'd aloft , within the head's high tow'r ; And
though both fee , yet both but one thing tell . These mirrors take into their little
space , The ...
Sivu 200
And feast upon her eyes ? what is't I dream on ? Oh cunning enemy , that to catch
a faint , With faints doft bait thy hook ! most dangerous Is that temptation that doth
goad us on To fin , in loving virtue : never could the strumpet , With all her ...
And feast upon her eyes ? what is't I dream on ? Oh cunning enemy , that to catch
a faint , With faints doft bait thy hook ! most dangerous Is that temptation that doth
goad us on To fin , in loving virtue : never could the strumpet , With all her ...
Sivu 223
She wears a robe enchas'd with eagles eyes , To fignify her fight in mysteries ;
Upon each shoulder fits a milk white dove , And at her feet do wily serpents move
: Her spacious arms do reach from east to west , And you may see her heart
shine ...
She wears a robe enchas'd with eagles eyes , To fignify her fight in mysteries ;
Upon each shoulder fits a milk white dove , And at her feet do wily serpents move
: Her spacious arms do reach from east to west , And you may see her heart
shine ...
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Sivu 307 - And new philosophy calls all in doubt; The element of fire is quite put out; The sun is lost, and th' earth, and no man's wit Can well direct him where to look for it.
Sivu 197 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Sivu 20 - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
Sivu 86 - I know you all, and will awhile uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness ; Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.
Sivu 17 - Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Sivu 41 - Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence. What then? what rests? Try what repentance can: what can it not? Yet what can it, when one can not repent? O wretched state! O bosom black as death! O limed soul, that struggling to be free Art more engaged! Help, angels! make assay; Bow, stubborn knees; and heart with strings of steel Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe. All may be well.
Sivu 102 - Mongst quiet kindred that had nothing left By their dead parents : ' Stay,' quoth Reputation, ' Do not forsake me ; for it is my nature, If once I part from any man I meet, I am never found again.
Sivu 112 - Now might I do it, pat, now he is praying; And now I'll do't...
Sivu 19 - What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her/ What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have...
Sivu 103 - A real, or at least, a seeming good. Who fears not to do ill, yet fears the name, And, free from conscience, is a slave to fame. Thus he the church at once protects and spoils ; But princes' swords are sharper than their styles : And thus to th' ages past he makes amends, Their charity destroys, their faith defends.
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| Otsikko | The Quintessence of English Poetry, Or, a Collection of All the Beautiful Passages in Our Poems and Plays, from the Celebrated Spencer to 1688 ... Nide 3 / The Quintessence of English Poetry, Or, a Collection of All the Beautiful Passages in Our Poems and Plays, from the Celebrated Spencer to 1688, Thomas Hayward |
| Kirjoittaja | William Oldys |
| Avustaja | Thomas Hayward |
| Kustantaja | Olive Payne, 1740 |
| Alkuperäisteoksen sijainti | New York Public Library |
| Digitoitu | 26. lokakuu 2005 |
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