The Dramatic Works of ShakespeareErnst Fleischer, 1826 - 830 頁 |
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第 6 到 10 筆結果,共 65 筆
第 42 頁
... sweet lips , and crystal eyne , Whose full perfection all the world amazes ; But having thee at vantage ( wondrous dread ! ) Would root these beauties , as he roots the mead . ' O ! let him keep his loathsome cabin still , Beauty hath ...
... sweet lips , and crystal eyne , Whose full perfection all the world amazes ; But having thee at vantage ( wondrous dread ! ) Would root these beauties , as he roots the mead . ' O ! let him keep his loathsome cabin still , Beauty hath ...
第 43 頁
... sweet embrace Of those fair arms , which bound him to her breast : And homeward through the dark lawnd 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 ...
... sweet embrace Of those fair arms , which bound him to her breast : And homeward through the dark lawnd 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 ...
第 44 頁
... sweet channel of her bosom dropp'd . But through the flood - gates breaks the silver rain , And with his strong course opens them again . Which seen , her eyes , as murder'd with the. Like soldiers , when their captain once doth yield ...
... sweet channel of her bosom dropp'd . But through the flood - gates breaks the silver rain , And with his strong course opens them again . Which seen , her eyes , as murder'd with the. Like soldiers , when their captain once doth yield ...
第 45 頁
... sweet , their colours fresh and trim , But true sweet beauty lived and died in him . Bonnet , or veil , henceforth no creature wear ! Nor sun , nor wind will ever strive to kiss you : Having no fair to lose , you need not fear ; The sun ...
... sweet , their colours fresh and trim , But true sweet beauty lived and died in him . Bonnet , or veil , henceforth no creature wear ! Nor sun , nor wind will ever strive to kiss you : Having no fair to lose , you need not fear ; The sun ...
第 46 頁
... ( Sweet issue of a more sweet - smelling sire ) For every little grief to wet his eyes , To grow unto himself was his desire , And so ' tis thine ; but know , it is as good To wither in my breast , as in his blood . ' Here was thy ...
... ( Sweet issue of a more sweet - smelling sire ) For every little grief to wet his eyes , To grow unto himself was his desire , And so ' tis thine ; but know , it is as good To wither in my breast , as in his blood . ' Here was thy ...
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第 72 頁 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now. So all their praises are but prophecies Of this our time, all you prefiguring ; And for they look'd but with divining eyes, They had not skill enough* your worth to sing...
第 67 頁 - When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the wat'ry main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state...
第 63 頁 - When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope...
第 74 頁 - Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait On purpose laid to make the taker mad ; Mad in pursuit and in possession so ; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme ; A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe ; Before, a joy proposed ; behind, a dream. All this the world well knows ; yet none knows well To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell. cxxx. My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun ; Coral is far more red than her lips...
第 66 頁 - So am I as the rich, whose blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain* jewels in the carcanet.
第 62 頁 - When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard ; Then of thy beauty do I question make, ' for store, ie to be preserved for use.
第 66 頁 - By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! The rose looks 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 as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses : But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so ; Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made : And so of you, beauteous...
第 66 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, besmear'd 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.
第 81 頁 - Simple were so well compounded That it cried how true a twain Seemeth this concordant one! Love hath reason, reason none If what parts can so remain.
第 71 頁 - Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease: Yet this abundant issue seem'd to me But hope of orphans, and unfather'd fruit; For summer and his pleasures wait on thee, And, thou away, the very birds are mute: Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer, That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near.