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 páginas |
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... fair looks , Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast ; Ready , with every nod , to tumble down Into the fatal bowels of the deep . 25 Submission to Providence . I do find it cowardly and vile , * i.e. Through all succeeding ages . 24 ...
... fair looks , Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast ; Ready , with every nod , to tumble down Into the fatal bowels of the deep . 25 Submission to Providence . I do find it cowardly and vile , * i.e. Through all succeeding ages . 24 ...
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... fair words still in foulest letters ? She either gives a stomach , and no food , - Such are the poor , in health ; or else a feast , And takes away the stomach , -such are the rich , That have abundance , and enjoy it not . 121 The ...
... fair words still in foulest letters ? She either gives a stomach , and no food , - Such are the poor , in health ; or else a feast , And takes away the stomach , -such are the rich , That have abundance , and enjoy it not . 121 The ...
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... iv . 1 . * 1 Sam . iii . 12 , 13 . † Fair deceiver . Foolish . Over - rate . § Eccles . v . 4 , 5 . While . ** Mean signifies a middle state . 200 Disinterestedness . Never any thing can be amiss , 36 MORAL PHILOSOPHY .
... iv . 1 . * 1 Sam . iii . 12 , 13 . † Fair deceiver . Foolish . Over - rate . § Eccles . v . 4 , 5 . While . ** Mean signifies a middle state . 200 Disinterestedness . Never any thing can be amiss , 36 MORAL PHILOSOPHY .
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... fair use , Revolts from true birth , stumbling on abuse : Virtue itself turns vice , being misapplied ; And vice sometime's by actions dignified . 237 Good and evil mixed . Within the infant rind of this small flower Poison hath ...
... fair use , Revolts from true birth , stumbling on abuse : Virtue itself turns vice , being misapplied ; And vice sometime's by actions dignified . 237 Good and evil mixed . Within the infant rind of this small flower Poison hath ...
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... 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 so wantonly , When summer's breath their ...
... 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 so wantonly , When summer's breath their ...
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art thou bear beauty betimes blood blows bosom breast breath cheeks choughs danger death deeds dost doth ears earth evil eyes face fair fall false faults fear fire flatter flower folly fool fortune foul friends gentle give grace grief grow hand hath hear heart heaven honesty honour iron tongue judgment Julius Cæsar keep king live looks love's man's marriage men's mighty heart mind nature ne'er Neptune never night noble o'er passion patience pity Poems poison'd poor praise proud rage reason rich scapes Shakspeare shame sigh sing slave sleep smile sorrow soul speak spirit stamp'd stand strong sweet tears tempest thee There's thine things thou art thou hast thought tongue Treason true truth twixt ugly night unto valour vex'd vile Violent delights virtue weep wind wise words wretched younker youth
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Página 231 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins ; Such harmony is in immortal souls...
Página 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 ?
Página 40 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth, — wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin, — By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners, that these men, — Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, — Their virtues else — be they as pure as grace, As...
Página 246 - T^EAR no more the heat o' the sun -*- Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe, and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust. Fear no more the...
Página 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.
Página 131 - CXLVI. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those 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 ; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed,...
Página 385 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description...
Página 397 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Página 45 - They that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow, They rightly do inherit heaven's graces And husband nature's riches from expense; They are the lords and owners of their faces, Others but stewards of their excellence.
Página 62 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?