The Wisdom and Genius of Shakespeare: Comprising Moral Philosophy, Delineations of Character, Paintings of Nature and the Passions, Seven Hundred Aphorisms, and Miscellaneous Pieces : with Select and Original Notes, and Scriptural References ...E.L. Carey & A. Hart, 1839 - 460 pages |
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... Heaven doth with us as we with torches do ; Not light them for themselves : for if our virtues Did not go forth of us , ' twere all alike As if we had them not . * Spirits are not finely touch'd , But to fine issues : nor nature never ...
... Heaven doth with us as we with torches do ; Not light them for themselves : for if our virtues Did not go forth of us , ' twere all alike As if we had them not . * Spirits are not finely touch'd , But to fine issues : nor nature never ...
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... heaven ; A heart unfortified , or mind impatient ; An understanding simple and unschool'd . 36 - i . 2 . 15 Contentment . Blessed be those , How mean soe'er , that have their honest wills , Which seasons comfort . 16 Intemperance . As ...
... heaven ; A heart unfortified , or mind impatient ; An understanding simple and unschool'd . 36 - i . 2 . 15 Contentment . Blessed be those , How mean soe'er , that have their honest wills , Which seasons comfort . 16 Intemperance . As ...
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... heaven for thunder : nothing but thun- For every pelting , || petty officer , Merciful Heaven ! Thou rather , with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt , Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak , Than the soft myrtle ! -O , but man ...
... heaven for thunder : nothing but thun- For every pelting , || petty officer , Merciful Heaven ! Thou rather , with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt , Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak , Than the soft myrtle ! -O , but man ...
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... heaven , As make the angels weep . 74 Divine Justice . 5 - ii . 2 . You are above , You justicers , that these our nether crimes So speedily can venge ! 75 Unseasonable comfort . That comfort comes too late ; ' Tis like a pardon after ...
... heaven , As make the angels weep . 74 Divine Justice . 5 - ii . 2 . You are above , You justicers , that these our nether crimes So speedily can venge ! 75 Unseasonable comfort . That comfort comes too late ; ' Tis like a pardon after ...
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... heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope ; only , doth backward pull 11 - i . 1 . Our slow designs , when we ourselves are dull . 245 Fortitude in trials . Wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss , But cheerly seek how to redress their ...
... heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope ; only , doth backward pull 11 - i . 1 . Our slow designs , when we ourselves are dull . 245 Fortitude in trials . Wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss , But cheerly seek how to redress their ...
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Page 300 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Page 131 - 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.
Page 239 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise ; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Page 120 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Page 247 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Page 113 - Assume a virtue, if you have it not. That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat, Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, That to the use of actions fair and good He likewise gives a frock or livery, That aptly is put on.
Page 292 - The Lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact: One sees more devils than vast hell can hold, That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic. Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name.
Page 267 - 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 ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Page 380 - O, there be players that I have seen play, and heard others praise, and that highly, not to speak it profanely, that, neither having the accent of Christians nor the gait of , Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Page 112 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land, To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and safe; And craves no other tribute at thy hands But love, fair looks and true obedience; Too little payment for so great a debt.