The Works of Beaumont & Fletcher: The Text Formed from a New Collation of the Early Editions, Volumen2E. Moxon, 1843 - 11 páginas |
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... eyes , Do crown thy murder'd poem ; which shall rise A glorified work to time , when fire Or moths shall eat what all these fools admire . BEN JONSON . TO HIS LOVING FRIEND , MASTER JOHN FLETCHER , CONCERNING HIS PASTORAL , BEING BOTH A ...
... eyes , Do crown thy murder'd poem ; which shall rise A glorified work to time , when fire Or moths shall eat what all these fools admire . BEN JONSON . TO HIS LOVING FRIEND , MASTER JOHN FLETCHER , CONCERNING HIS PASTORAL , BEING BOTH A ...
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... eyes invite And ears t ' obey her sceptre half this night * . NYMPH . Let's sing1 such welcomes as shall make her sway Seem easy to him , though it last till day . BOTH . m O Welcome as peace t ' unwallèd cities when Famine and sword ...
... eyes invite And ears t ' obey her sceptre half this night * . NYMPH . Let's sing1 such welcomes as shall make her sway Seem easy to him , though it last till day . BOTH . m O Welcome as peace t ' unwallèd cities when Famine and sword ...
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... eyes To thy still - lovèd ashes ; thus I free Myself from all ensuing heats and fires Of love ; all sports , delights , and jolly games , That shepherds hold full dear , thus put I off : Now no more shall these smooth brows be begirts ...
... eyes To thy still - lovèd ashes ; thus I free Myself from all ensuing heats and fires Of love ; all sports , delights , and jolly games , That shepherds hold full dear , thus put I off : Now no more shall these smooth brows be begirts ...
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... eyes ; Only remembering what my youth did gain In the dark , hidden virtuous use of herbs : That will I practise , and as freely give All my endeavours as I gain'd them free . Of all green wounds I know the remedies In men or cattle ...
... eyes ; Only remembering what my youth did gain In the dark , hidden virtuous use of herbs : That will I practise , and as freely give All my endeavours as I gain'd them free . Of all green wounds I know the remedies In men or cattle ...
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... eyes behold , And live therefore on this mould Lowly do I bend my knee In worship of thy deity . Deign it , goddess ... eye Shakespeare's Midsummer Night's Dream is certain . The beginning and ending of this speech are an imitation of ...
... eyes behold , And live therefore on this mould Lowly do I bend my knee In worship of thy deity . Deign it , goddess ... eye Shakespeare's Midsummer Night's Dream is certain . The beginning and ending of this speech are an imitation of ...
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Página 66 - I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...
Página 29 - For to that holy wood is consecrate A virtuous well, about whose flowery banks The nimble-footed fairies dance their rounds By the pale moonshine, dipping oftentimes Their stolen children, so to make them free From dying flesh and dull mortality : By this fair fount hath many a shepherd sworn, And given away his freedom, many a troth Been plight, which neither envy nor old time Could ever break, with many a chaste kiss given, In hope of coming...
Página 66 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby ; Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby : Never harm, Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh ; So, good night, with lullaby.
Página 25 - Some say no evil thing that walks by night, In fog or fire, by lake or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost, That breaks his magic chains at curfew time, No goblin or swart faery of the mine, Hath hurtful power o'er true virginity.
Página 117 - All hail, great master! grave sir, hail ! I come To answer thy best pleasure ; be't to fly, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride On the curl'd clouds ; to thy strong bidding, task Ariel, and all his quality.
Página 43 - Hovering o'er the wanton face Of these pastures, where they come, Striking dead both bud and bloom : Therefore, from such danger lock Every one his loved flock ; And let your dogs lie loose without, Lest the wolf come as a scout From the mountain, and, ere day, Bear a lamb or kid away ; Or the crafty thievish fox Break upon your simple flocks. To secure...
Página 37 - I sit by and sing, Or gather rushes, to make many a ring For thy long fingers; tell thee tales of love; How the pale Phoebe, hunting in a grove, First saw the boy Endymion, from whose eyes She took eternal fire that never dies ; How she...
Página 16 - ... a play of country hired shepherds in gray cloaks, with cur-tailed dogs in strings, sometimes laughing together, and sometimes killing one another ; and, missing Whitsun-ales, cream, wassail, and morris-dances, began to be angry.
Página 25 - ... some be green ; These are of that luscious meat The great god Pan himself doth eat : All these, and what the woods can yield, The hanging mountain, or the field, I freely offer, and ere long Will bring you more, more sweet and strong ; Till when, humbly leave I take, Lest the great Pan do awake, That sleeping lies in a deep glade, Under a broad beech's shade.
Página 25 - What might this be? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.