The Central literary magazine, Volume 2

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Pagina 246 - heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Pagina 137 - unjust also in much. If therefore ye have not been faithful in the unrighteous mammon, who will commit to your trust the true riches? And if ye have not been faithful in that which is another man's, who shall give
Pagina 197 - Yet must I not give nature all; thy art " My gentle Shakespeare must enjoy a part. " For tho' the poet's matter nature be, " His art doth give the fashion : and that he " Who casts to write a living line must sweat, " (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat
Pagina 135 - them. Sabrina fair, Listen where thou art sitting Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave, In twisted braids of lilies knitting The loose train of thy amber dropping hair; Listen for dear honour's sake, Goddess of the Silver lake, Listen and save
Pagina 104 - (Enter Helen again, passing over between two Cupids.) FAUSTUS.—" Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium ? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.
Pagina 100 - From jigging veins of rhyming mother wits And such conceits as clownage keeps in pay, We'll lead you to the stately tent of war, Where you shall hear the Scythian Tamburlaine. Threat'ning the world with high astounding terms And scourging kingdoms with his conquering sword. View but his picture in this tragic glass And then applaud his fortune as you please.
Pagina 168 - hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands ; They melt like mists, the solid lands Like clouds they shape themselves and go,
Pagina 101 - soldiers.") TAMB.—" Holla, ye pampered jades of Asia ! What ! can ye draw but twenty miles a day ? And have so proud a chariot at your heels, And such a coachman as great Tamburlaine, But from Asphaltis, where I conquered you To Byron, here where thus, I honour you
Pagina 113 - O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer; a brave vessel, Who had, no doubt, some noble creature in her. Dash'd all to pieces. O, the cry did knock Against my very heart. Poor souls, they perish'd.
Pagina 131 - Like to the falling of a star, Or as the flights of eagles are ; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue, Or silver drops of morning dew, Or like a wind that chases the flood, Or bubbles which on water stood, Ev'n such is man.

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