The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere: Poems. Ascribed plays. Indexes |
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Pagina 67
Her hair , like golden threads , play'd with her breath ; O modest wantons ! wanton modesty ! Showing life's triumph in the map of death , And death's dim look in life's mortality : Each in her sleep themselves so beautify , As if ...
Her hair , like golden threads , play'd with her breath ; O modest wantons ! wanton modesty ! Showing life's triumph in the map of death , And death's dim look in life's mortality : Each in her sleep themselves so beautify , As if ...
Pagina 194
But if thou catch thy hope , turn back to me , And play the mother's part , kiss me , be kind : So will I pray that thou mayst have thy Will , If thou turn back , and my loud crying still . – 143 . The figures which we subjoin to each ...
But if thou catch thy hope , turn back to me , And play the mother's part , kiss me , be kind : So will I pray that thou mayst have thy Will , If thou turn back , and my loud crying still . – 143 . The figures which we subjoin to each ...
Pagina 195
The 128th Sonnet has never heen exceeded in airy elegance , even by the professed writers of amatory poems : How oft , when thou , my music , music play'st , Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds With thy sweet fingers , when thou ...
The 128th Sonnet has never heen exceeded in airy elegance , even by the professed writers of amatory poems : How oft , when thou , my music , music play'st , Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds With thy sweet fingers , when thou ...
Pagina 212
O no ! thy love , though much , is not so great ; It is my love that keeps mine eye awake ; Mine own true love that doth my rest defeat , To play the watchman ever for thy sake : For thee watch I , whilst thou dost wake elsewhere From ...
O no ! thy love , though much , is not so great ; It is my love that keeps mine eye awake ; Mine own true love that doth my rest defeat , To play the watchman ever for thy sake : For thee watch I , whilst thou dost wake elsewhere From ...
Pagina 216
Yet seem'd it winter still , and , you away , As with your shadow I with these did play : -98 . The forward violet thus did I chide :Sweet thief , whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells , If not from my love's breath ?
Yet seem'd it winter still , and , you away , As with your shadow I with these did play : -98 . The forward violet thus did I chide :Sweet thief , whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells , If not from my love's breath ?
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