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Page xxviii
Upon which Shakespeare gave him these four lines of verse : " Ten in the hundred lies here ingrav'd ; " Tis a hundred to ten his soul is not sav'd : If any man ask , who lies in this tomb ? O , ho ! quoth the devil , ' tis my John - a ...
Upon which Shakespeare gave him these four lines of verse : " Ten in the hundred lies here ingrav'd ; " Tis a hundred to ten his soul is not sav'd : If any man ask , who lies in this tomb ? O , ho ! quoth the devil , ' tis my John - a ...
Page xlix
The pedigree of the family as traced by Dugdale brings us no further down in the direct line of Mary Arden than to Robert Arden , her great - grandfather . He was the third son of Walter Arden . Sir John Arden , an elder son of this ...
The pedigree of the family as traced by Dugdale brings us no further down in the direct line of Mary Arden than to Robert Arden , her great - grandfather . He was the third son of Walter Arden . Sir John Arden , an elder son of this ...
Page lxxxv
Doubtless his quick and piercing observation caught up many lines of humour and character from the actual men and women that came under his eye : these were legitimate material of his art ; and the working of them in , as they would ...
Doubtless his quick and piercing observation caught up many lines of humour and character from the actual men and women that came under his eye : these were legitimate material of his art ; and the working of them in , as they would ...
Page xci
This is as good authority as need be asked , as to the line of characters in which the Poet was known . ... and dropped her glove , which he immediately took up and added to a speech just then finished these lines , " so aptly delivered ...
This is as good authority as need be asked , as to the line of characters in which the Poet was known . ... and dropped her glove , which he immediately took up and added to a speech just then finished these lines , " so aptly delivered ...
Page xciii
There can , we think , be no reasonable doubt , that before the end of 1590 Shakespeare was well started in his dramatic career , and that the effect of his cunning labours was beginning to be felt by his senior fellows in that line ...
There can , we think , be no reasonable doubt , that before the end of 1590 Shakespeare was well started in his dramatic career , and that the effect of his cunning labours was beginning to be felt by his senior fellows in that line ...
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Page 157 - Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'er-sways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower...
Page 155 - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow; And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
Page 152 - But you like none, none you, for constant heart. LIV O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves....
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Page 202 - from hate away she threw, And saved my life, saying—" not you." Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by these rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store...
Page 162 - THAT time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire Consum'd with that...
Page 166 - Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read, And tongues to be your being shall rehearse When all the breathers of this world are dead. You still shall live — such virtue hath my pen — Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.
Page 152 - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall out-live this powerful rhyme ; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone, besmear'd with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And broils root out the work of masonry, Nor Mars his sword, nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your memory. 'Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity Shall you pace forth : your praise shall still find room Even in the eyes of all posterity, That wear this...
Page 132 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ?. Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough Winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Page 180 - O, never say that I was false of heart, Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify. As easy might I from myself depart As from my soul, which, in thy breast doth lie...