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Pagina 8
... fhould love a bright partic❜lar star , And think to wed it ; he is so above me : In his bright radiance and collateral light Muft I be comforted , not in his sphere . Th ' ambition in my love thus plagues itself ; The hind , that would ...
... fhould love a bright partic❜lar star , And think to wed it ; he is so above me : In his bright radiance and collateral light Muft I be comforted , not in his sphere . Th ' ambition in my love thus plagues itself ; The hind , that would ...
Pagina 9
... fhould be buried in high- ways out of all fanctified limit , as a defperate offendrefs against nature . Virginity breeds mites ; much like at cheese ; confumes itfelf to the very paring , and fo dies with feeding its own ftomach ...
... fhould be buried in high- ways out of all fanctified limit , as a defperate offendrefs against nature . Virginity breeds mites ; much like at cheese ; confumes itfelf to the very paring , and fo dies with feeding its own ftomach ...
Pagina 18
... fhould be at a woman's com , mand , and yet no hurt done ! tho ' honesty be no . puritan , yet it will do no hurt ; it will wear the furplis of humility over the black gown of a big heart : F am going , for footh , the bufinefs is for ...
... fhould be at a woman's com , mand , and yet no hurt done ! tho ' honesty be no . puritan , yet it will do no hurt ; it will wear the furplis of humility over the black gown of a big heart : F am going , for footh , the bufinefs is for ...
Pagina 21
... fhould find a place here ; which it could not , unless farcaftically employ'd , and with fome fpleen . I dare warrant , the poet meant , his old Lady fhould fay no more than this : " I now find " the mytery of your creeping into corners ...
... fhould find a place here ; which it could not , unless farcaftically employ'd , and with fome fpleen . I dare warrant , the poet meant , his old Lady fhould fay no more than this : " I now find " the mytery of your creeping into corners ...
Pagina 31
... fhould I queftion thee , and more I muft ; ( Tho ' more to know , could not be more to truft :) From whence thou cam'ft , how tended on , but reft Unqueftion'd welcome , and undoubted bleft . Give me fome help here , hoa ! if thou ...
... fhould I queftion thee , and more I muft ; ( Tho ' more to know , could not be more to truft :) From whence thou cam'ft , how tended on , but reft Unqueftion'd welcome , and undoubted bleft . Give me fome help here , hoa ! if thou ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 103 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Pagina 394 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form 5 Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Pagina 258 - Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift ? Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes blind With the pin and web,' but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, If this be nothing.
Pagina 142 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.