Jahrbuch der Deutschen Shakespeare-Gesellschaft, Volumen19G. Reimer, 1884 |
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Página 176
... thou lov'st those Whom thine eyes woo as mine importune thee . Be it lawful I take up what's cast away . 3 ) And patience , tame to sufferance , bide each check . A most poor man , made tame to fortune's blow . 4 ) Commanded by the ...
... thou lov'st those Whom thine eyes woo as mine importune thee . Be it lawful I take up what's cast away . 3 ) And patience , tame to sufferance , bide each check . A most poor man , made tame to fortune's blow . 4 ) Commanded by the ...
Página 177
... thou this becoming of things ill . Vilest things become themselves in her . Sonn . 137 . Macb . Sonn . 150 . Ant . Sehen wir uns diese Stellen genauer an , so zerfallen sie in solche , in denen sich eine Aehnlichkeit im Ausdruck zeigt ...
... thou this becoming of things ill . Vilest things become themselves in her . Sonn . 137 . Macb . Sonn . 150 . Ant . Sehen wir uns diese Stellen genauer an , so zerfallen sie in solche , in denen sich eine Aehnlichkeit im Ausdruck zeigt ...
Página 185
... thou art bound to breed , That thine may live when thou thyself art dead . And so in spite of death thou dost survive , In that thy likeness still is left alive . Sonn . 1 . Ven . 171 . Within thine own bud buriest thy content , And ...
... thou art bound to breed , That thine may live when thou thyself art dead . And so in spite of death thou dost survive , In that thy likeness still is left alive . Sonn . 1 . Ven . 171 . Within thine own bud buriest thy content , And ...
Página 186
... thou pause , for then I were not for thee . Ven . 759 . Sonn . 11 . Narcissus so himself himself forsook And died to kiss his shadow in the brook . sweets and beauties do themselves forsake . Ven . 133 . Sonn . 12 . Ven . 161 . Sonn ...
... thou pause , for then I were not for thee . Ven . 759 . Sonn . 11 . Narcissus so himself himself forsook And died to kiss his shadow in the brook . sweets and beauties do themselves forsake . Ven . 133 . Sonn . 12 . Ven . 161 . Sonn ...
Página 187
... thou shamest thy shape , thy love , thy wit : Which , like a usurer , abound'st in all , And usest none in that true ... thou art As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white - upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to ...
... thou shamest thy shape , thy love , thy wit : Which , like a usurer , abound'st in all , And usest none in that true ... thou art As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white - upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to ...
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Página 271 - Dar'st thou die ? The sense of death is most in apprehension, And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Página 51 - ... kept, Hath left me, and I desperate now approve Desire is death, which physic did except. Past cure I am, now reason is past care, And...
Página 173 - LET fame, that all hunt after in their lives, Live register'd upon our brazen tombs, And then grace us in the disgrace of death ; When, spite of cormorant devouring time, The endeavour of this present breath may buy That honour, which shall bate his scythe's keen edge, And make us heirs of all eternity.
Página 228 - Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life; For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin?
Página 186 - Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But, out, alack ! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth; Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth.
Página 186 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
Página 211 - Even for this let us divided live, And our dear love lose name of single one, That by this separation I may give That due to thee which thou deserv'st alone.
Página 243 - But if the gods themselves did see her then, When she saw Pyrrhus make malicious sport In mincing with his sword her husband's limbs, The instant burst of clamour that she made, Unless things mortal move them not at all, Would have made milch the burning eyes of heaven, And passion in the gods.
Página 221 - So in the person of Prince Arthure I sette forth magnificence in particular; which vertue, for that (according to Aristotle and the rest) it is the perfection of all the rest, and conteineth in it them all...
Página 224 - Her wide sleeves green, and bordered with a grove, Where Venus in her naked glory strove To please the careless and disdainful eyes Of proud Adonis, that before her lies ; Her kirtle blue, whereon was many a stain Made with the blood of wretched lovers slain.