The Temple Shakespeare, 第 39 卷J.M. Dent and Company, 1896 |
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第viii页
... sighs , his cries , his falling on the ground , The echoes ringing from the rocks his fall , The trees with tears reporting of his thrall , " etc. An interesting problem is whether Shakespeare at first attempted a sonnet- sequence on ...
... sighs , his cries , his falling on the ground , The echoes ringing from the rocks his fall , The trees with tears reporting of his thrall , " etc. An interesting problem is whether Shakespeare at first attempted a sonnet- sequence on ...
第6页
... sighs and golden hairs To fan and blow them dry again she seeks : He saith she is immodest , blames her miss ; What follows more she murders with a kiss . 50 Even as an empty eagle , sharp by fast , Tires with her beak on feathers ...
... sighs and golden hairs To fan and blow them dry again she seeks : He saith she is immodest , blames her miss ; What follows more she murders with a kiss . 50 Even as an empty eagle , sharp by fast , Tires with her beak on feathers ...
第13页
... sigh celestial breath , whose gentle wind Shall cool the heat of this descending sun : 180 190 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 ...
... sigh celestial breath , whose gentle wind Shall cool the heat of this descending sun : 180 190 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 ...
第24页
... sighs can never grave it : Then love's deep groans I never shall regard , Because Adonis ' heart hath made mine hard . ' ' For shame , ' he cries , ' let go , and let me go ; My day's delight is past , my horse is gone , And ' tis your ...
... sighs can never grave it : Then love's deep groans I never shall regard , Because Adonis ' heart hath made mine hard . ' ' For shame , ' he cries , ' let go , and let me go ; My day's delight is past , my horse is gone , And ' tis your ...
第54页
... , Infusing them with dreadful prophecies ; So she at these sad signs draws up her breath , And , sighing it again , exclaims on Death . 920 930 ' Hard - favour'd tyrant , ugly , meagre , 54 Verses 153-155 Venus and Adonis.
... , Infusing them with dreadful prophecies ; So she at these sad signs draws up her breath , And , sighing it again , exclaims on Death . 920 930 ' Hard - favour'd tyrant , ugly , meagre , 54 Verses 153-155 Venus and Adonis.
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第iv页 - No man was ever yet a great poet, without being at the same time a profound philosopher. For poetry is the blossom and the fragrancy of all human knowledge, human thoughts, human passions, emotions, language.
第96页 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
第96页 - A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
第80页 - twixt thee and me, Because thou lov'st the one, and I the other. Dowland to thee is dear, whose heavenly touch Upon the lute doth ravish human sense ; Spenser to me, whose deep conceit is such As, passing all conceit, needs no defence. Thou lov'st to hear the sweet melodious sound That Phoebus...
第19页 - Look when a painter would surpass the life In limning out a well-proportion'd steed, His art with nature's workmanship at strife, As if the dead the living should exceed: So did this horse excel a common one, In shape, in courage, colour, pace and bone.
第98页 - Every one that flatters thee Is no friend in misery. Words are easy, like the wind; Faithful friends are hard to find: Every man will be thy friend Whilst thou hast wherewith to spend; But if store of crowns be scant, No man will supply thy want. If that one be prodigal, Bountiful they will him call, And with such-like flattering, 'Pity but he were a king...
第97页 - Fie, fie, fie,' now would she cry ; ' Tereu, tereu ! ' by and by ; That to hear her so complain, Scarce I could from tears refrain ; For her griefs, so lively shown, Made me think upon mine own. Ah, thought I, thou mourn'st in vain ! None takes pity on thy pain : Senseless trees they cannot hear thee ; Ruthless...
第iv页 - Shakespeare's poems the creative power and the intellectual energy wrestle as in a war embrace. Each in its excess of strength seems to threaten the extinction of the other. At length in the drama they were reconciled, and fought each with its shield before the breast of the other. Or like two rapid streams that, at their first meeting within narrow and rocky banks, mutually strive to repel each other and intermix reluctantly and in tumult, but soon finding a wider channel and more yielding shores...
第xiii页 - Paris, and printing them in a less volume, under the name of another, which may put the world in opinion I might steale them from him...
第48页 - With this, he breaketh from the sweet embrace Of those fair arms which bound him to her breast, And homeward through the dark laund runs apace ; Leaves Love upon her back deeply distress'd. Look, how a bright star shooteth from the sky, So glides he in the night from Venus...