 Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion...  The Works of William Shakespeare - 第 154 頁William Shakespeare 著 - 1812完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | James Ishmael Ford - 2002 - 114 頁
...Death and freedom. Freedom and death. Shakespeare speaks eloquently of how we are free within death: "So shalt thou feed on death, that feeds on men. And death once dead, there's no more dying then." Finally, the third wato:"When you are free of birth and death, you know where to go. When your four... | |
 | Stanley W. Wells - 2003 - 442 頁
...couplet that would seem at home among John Donne's Holy Sonnets; addressing his soul, the poet writes: So shalt thou feed on death, that feeds on men, And death once dead, there's no more dying then. TO. THE. ONLIE. BE GETTER. OF. THESE . IN SV ING. SONNETS. M'.WH ALL.HAPPINESSE. AND.THAT.ETERNITIE.... | |
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