The Poems of William Shakespeare: Comprehending Venus and Adonis, Tarquin and Lucrece, and Poems on Several OccasionsMunroe, Francis and Parker, 1808 - 204 pages |
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... gentle wind Shall cool the heat of this descending sun .. I'll make a shadow for thee of my hairs , If they burn too , I'll quench them with my tears . The sun that shines from heaven shines but warm , And , lo , I lie between the sun ...
... gentle wind Shall cool the heat of this descending sun .. I'll make a shadow for thee of my hairs , If they burn too , I'll quench them with my tears . The sun that shines from heaven shines but warm , And , lo , I lie between the sun ...
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... gentle majesty and modest pride ; Anon he rears upright , curvets and leaps , As who would say , Lo ! thus my strength is try'd , And thus I do to captivate the eye , Of the fair breeder that is standing by . What recketh he his rider's ...
... gentle majesty and modest pride ; Anon he rears upright , curvets and leaps , As who would say , Lo ! thus my strength is try'd , And thus I do to captivate the eye , Of the fair breeder that is standing by . What recketh he his rider's ...
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... gently now she takes him by the hand , A lily prison'd in a jail of snow , Or ivory in an alabaster hand , So white a friend ingirts so white a foe ! This beauteous combat , wilful and unwilling , Shew'd like to silver doves that sit a ...
... gently now she takes him by the hand , A lily prison'd in a jail of snow , Or ivory in an alabaster hand , So white a friend ingirts so white a foe ! This beauteous combat , wilful and unwilling , Shew'd like to silver doves that sit a ...
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... gentle boy , And learn of him , I heartily beseech thee , To take advantage on presented joy ; ' Thơ ' I were dumb , yet his proceedings teach thee ; O ! learn to love , the lesson is but plain , And once made perfect , never lost again ...
... gentle boy , And learn of him , I heartily beseech thee , To take advantage on presented joy ; ' Thơ ' I were dumb , yet his proceedings teach thee ; O ! learn to love , the lesson is but plain , And once made perfect , never lost again ...
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... gentle love with his desire , As air and water doth abate the fire . This sour informer , this hate - breeding spy , ' This canker that eats up love's tender spring , This carry - tale , dissentious jealousy , That sometimes true news ...
... gentle love with his desire , As air and water doth abate the fire . This sour informer , this hate - breeding spy , ' This canker that eats up love's tender spring , This carry - tale , dissentious jealousy , That sometimes true news ...
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Adonis art thou bear beauteous beauty beauty's behold blood blushing breast breath brow cheeks Colatine dead dear death deeds delight desire dost thou doth face fair fair lord false fame fear fire flowers foul gainst gentle give grace grief groans hand hate hath hear heart heaven Helen hide honour Ilium Jove king kiss Laomedon Lest lips live looks love's love's fire Lucrece Lucretius lust may'st Menelaus mind never night numbers o'er pale Phrygian pity pleasure poison'd poor praise Priam Procris proud queen quoth rage rich seem'd Sextus Tarquinius shalt shame sighs sight sorrow soul strive swear sweet Tarquin tears Tereu thee Theseus thine eye thing thou art thou dost thou wilt thought thro thy love thyself time's tongue Troy true truth unto Venus VENUS AND ADONIS vex'd weep Whilst wind wound youth
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Page 96 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end, Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Page 117 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face...
Page 111 - I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in death's dateless night, And weep afresh love's...
Page 147 - And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.
Page 152 - ... 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; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross; Within be fed, without be rich no more: So shalt thou feed on Death, that feeds on men,...
Page 102 - If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would say 'This poet lies; Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.
Page 100 - FROM fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time decease, His tender heir might bear his memory: But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel Making a famine where abundance lies, Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel. Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament And only herald to the gaudy spring, Within thine own bud buriest thy content And, tender churl, makest waste...
Page 111 - When to the Sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Page 110 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Page 113 - Be thou the tenth muse, ten times more in worth Than those old nine, which rhymers invocate ; And he that calls on thee, let him bring forth Eternal numbers to outlive long date. If my slight muse do please these curious days, The pain be mine, but thine shall be the praise.