The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere: Poems. Ascribed plays. IndexesC. Knight, 1844 |
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Pagina 20
... never lost again . " " I know not love , " quoth he , " nor will not know it , Unless it be a boar , and then I chase it : ' T is much to borrow , and I will not owe it ; My love to love is love but to disgrace it ; For I have heard it ...
... never lost again . " " I know not love , " quoth he , " nor will not know it , Unless it be a boar , and then I chase it : ' T is much to borrow , and I will not owe it ; My love to love is love but to disgrace it ; For I have heard it ...
Pagina 23
... never rise so he will kiss her still . The night of sorrow now is turn'd to day : Her two blue windowsa faintly she upheaveth , Like the fair sun , when in his fresh array He cheers the morn , and all the world relieveth : And as the ...
... never rise so he will kiss her still . The night of sorrow now is turn'd to day : Her two blue windowsa faintly she upheaveth , Like the fair sun , when in his fresh array He cheers the morn , and all the world relieveth : And as the ...
Pagina 24
... never let their crimson liveries wear ! And as they last , their verdure still endure , To drive infection from the dangerous year ! That the star - gazers , having writ on death , May say the plague is banish'd by thy breath . " Pure ...
... never let their crimson liveries wear ! And as they last , their verdure still endure , To drive infection from the dangerous year ! That the star - gazers , having writ on death , May say the plague is banish'd by thy breath . " Pure ...
Pagina 25
... never filleth ; Her lips are conquerors , his lips obey , Paying what ransom the insulter willeth ; Whose vulture thought doth pitch the price so high , That she will draw his lips ' rich treasure dry . And having felt the sweetness of ...
... never filleth ; Her lips are conquerors , his lips obey , Paying what ransom the insulter willeth ; Whose vulture thought doth pitch the price so high , That she will draw his lips ' rich treasure dry . And having felt the sweetness of ...
Pagina 27
... never - sheath'd he whetteth still , Like to a mortal butcher , bent to kill . " On his bow - back he hath a battle set Of bristly pikes , that ever threat his foes ; His eyes like glowworms shine when he doth fret : His snout digs ...
... never - sheath'd he whetteth still , Like to a mortal butcher , bent to kill . " On his bow - back he hath a battle set Of bristly pikes , that ever threat his foes ; His eyes like glowworms shine when he doth fret : His snout digs ...
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A. L. iii Arden bear beauty beauty's blood breath character cheeks Collatine dead dear death doth dramatic England's Helicon eyes F. P. ii face fair fair Em false faults fear Fletcher flowers foul gentle give grace grief hand hath hear heart heaven honour husband king kiss lady live Locrine look lord love's Lucrece Malone master mayst mind mistress Mosbie Mucedorus never night Noble Kinsmen North's Plutarch Oldcastle passage Passionate Pilgrim pity play poem poet poor praise queen quoth scene Shakspere Shakspere's shame Sir John Oldcastle Sonnets sorrow soul speak spirit stand stanzas swear sweet Tarquin tears tell thee thine things Thomas Lord Cromwell thou art thou hast thought thyself Time's tongue true truth unto Venus and Adonis verse weep wife words writer Yorkshire Tragedy youth