The Poems of William ShakespearJ. W. Parker and son, 1855 - 252 頁 |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果，共 41 筆
第 39 頁
... shame , but frosty in desire . The studded bridle on a ragged bough Nimbly she fastens ; ( 0 , how quick is love ! ) The steed is stalled up , and even now To tie the rider she begins to prove : Backward she pushed him , as she would be ...
... shame , but frosty in desire . The studded bridle on a ragged bough Nimbly she fastens ; ( 0 , how quick is love ! ) The steed is stalled up , and even now To tie the rider she begins to prove : Backward she pushed him , as she would be ...
第 40 頁
... shame and awed resistance made him fret , Which bred more beauty in his angry eyes : Rain , added to a river that is rank , † Perforce will force it overflow the bank . Still she entreats , and prettily entreats , For to a pretty ear ...
... shame and awed resistance made him fret , Which bred more beauty in his angry eyes : Rain , added to a river that is rank , † Perforce will force it overflow the bank . Still she entreats , and prettily entreats , For to a pretty ear ...
第 51 頁
... shame , ' he cries : ' let go , and let me go : My day's delight is past , my horse is gone ; And ' tis your fault I am bereft him so : I pray you , hence , and leave me here alone : For all my mind , my thought , my busy care , Is how ...
... shame , ' he cries : ' let go , and let me go : My day's delight is past , my horse is gone ; And ' tis your fault I am bereft him so : I pray you , hence , and leave me here alone : For all my mind , my thought , my busy care , Is how ...
第 57 頁
... . The owl shrieked at thy birth . - 3 Henry VI . v . 6 . For night - owls shriek , where mounting larks should sing . Richard II . iii . 3 . Planting oblivion , beating reason back , Forgetting shame's pure VENUS AND ADONIS . 57.
... . The owl shrieked at thy birth . - 3 Henry VI . v . 6 . For night - owls shriek , where mounting larks should sing . Richard II . iii . 3 . Planting oblivion , beating reason back , Forgetting shame's pure VENUS AND ADONIS . 57.
第 58 頁
William Shakespeare Robert Bell. Planting oblivion , beating reason back , Forgetting shame's pure blush , and honour's wreck . Hot , faint , and weary with her hard embracing , Like a wild bird being tamed with too much handling ; Or as ...
William Shakespeare Robert Bell. Planting oblivion , beating reason back , Forgetting shame's pure blush , and honour's wreck . Hot , faint , and weary with her hard embracing , Like a wild bird being tamed with too much handling ; Or as ...
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第 205 頁 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
第 180 頁 - Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require. Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour When you have bid your servant once adieu...
第 168 頁 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
第 192 頁 - Though I, once gone, to all the world must die. The earth can yield me but a common grave. When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie. Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read. And tongues to be your being shall rehearse When all the breathers of this world are dead. You still shall live — such virtue hath my pen — Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.
第 184 頁 - When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss, and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay ; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away. This thought is as a death, which cannot choose But weep to have that which it fears to lose.
第 168 頁 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my State with kings.
第 240 頁 - Crabbed age and youth cannot live together : Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care ; Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short ; 5 Youth is nimble, age is lame ; Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame.
第 163 頁 - Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth; A man in hue, all "hues" in his controlling, Which steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth. And for a woman wert thou first created, Till Nature as she wrought thee fell a-doting And by addition me of thee defeated, By adding one thing to my purpose nothing. But since she prick'd thee out for women's pleasure, Mine be thy love, and thy love's use their treasure.
第 204 頁 - tis true I have gone here and there And made myself a motley to the view, Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear, Made old offences of affections new.
第 180 頁 - Not marble nor the gilded monuments Of princes shall outlive this powerful rhyme, But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone besmeared with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And broils root out the work of masonry, Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your memory.