The Sonnets of William Shakespeare: New Light and Old EvidenceG. P. Putnam's sons, 1913 - 276 sayfa |
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Sayfa iii
... Longworth comtesse de Chambrun. IN REVERENTIAL MEMORY OF MY GRANDFATHER JOSEPH LONGWORTH BORN IN CINCINNATI OCTOBER 2ND , 1813 DIED AT ROOKWOOD DECEMBER 29TH , 1883 THIS BOOK IS WRITTEN 300358 A PREFACE NY writer who offers new ideas to ...
... Longworth comtesse de Chambrun. IN REVERENTIAL MEMORY OF MY GRANDFATHER JOSEPH LONGWORTH BORN IN CINCINNATI OCTOBER 2ND , 1813 DIED AT ROOKWOOD DECEMBER 29TH , 1883 THIS BOOK IS WRITTEN 300358 A PREFACE NY writer who offers new ideas to ...
Sayfa v
... writing on Shakespeare ; be- cause , so runs the stock phrase , " such a number of books have already been made on this subject . " Like many platitudes , this one contains only a half - truth . Though good books on the sonnets exist ...
... writing on Shakespeare ; be- cause , so runs the stock phrase , " such a number of books have already been made on this subject . " Like many platitudes , this one contains only a half - truth . Though good books on the sonnets exist ...
Sayfa 7
... writing a poem on the same tragic subject ; but this " piece of life , " although written in the first person , carries so little conviction , rings so un- true , that when the dramatic climax is reached , and the author would astonish ...
... writing a poem on the same tragic subject ; but this " piece of life , " although written in the first person , carries so little conviction , rings so un- true , that when the dramatic climax is reached , and the author would astonish ...
Sayfa 8
... written by Bacon . Lines written after his death were certainly by his own hand . Now tradition , which ascribes to William Shake- speare of Stratford the authorship of the plays and poems , also attributes to him the desire of having ...
... written by Bacon . Lines written after his death were certainly by his own hand . Now tradition , which ascribes to William Shake- speare of Stratford the authorship of the plays and poems , also attributes to him the desire of having ...
Sayfa 9
... written with an object , by one who knew men , the ignorant no less than the cultured . Their simple appeal is far more eloquent than a poetic effusion , and more likely to reach the man who might be some day called upon to fling his ...
... written with an object , by one who knew men , the ignorant no less than the cultured . Their simple appeal is far more eloquent than a poetic effusion , and more likely to reach the man who might be some day called upon to fling his ...
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Acheson admirable allusion Anthony à Wood Athena Oxoniensis Aubrey beauty's Ben Jonson better Chandos Portrait character Comedy Danvers Dark Lady dead dear death dedicated doth Earl of Essex Earl of Southampton fair false faults fear Florio Fulman gentle Gerald Massey give grace Group hast hate hath heart heaven Herbert honour Jonson King live London look Lord Southampton Love's Labour's Lost Majesty mayst mind mistress Muse never night Oxford painting patron Pembroke plays poems poet's praise printed published Queen rich Samuel Daniel seems Shake shalt Sir John Sir Sidney Lee Sir William d'Avenant sonnets soul speak spirit Stratford summer's thine eyes things Thorpe Thorpe's thou art thou dost thou wilt thought thy beauty thy love thy sweet thyself Time's tongue true truth Venus and Adonis verse Welbeck Abbey William Shakespeare writ write written youth
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Sayfa 176 - 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...
Sayfa 147 - 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...
Sayfa 177 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Sayfa 175 - 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.
Sayfa 39 - And the sad augurs mock their own presage; Incertainties now crown themselves assured, And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes, Since, spite of him, I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes: And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.
Sayfa 147 - 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...
Sayfa 193 - When my love swears that she is made of truth I do believe her, though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutor'd youth, Unlearned in the world's false subtleties.
Sayfa 80 - Was it the proud full sail of his great verse, Bound for the prize of all too precious you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above a mortal pitch, that struck me dead?
Sayfa 132 - 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, That thou among the wastes of time must go...
Sayfa 207 - Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world dreaming on things to come, Can yet the lease of my true love control, Suppos'd as forfeit to a confin'd doom.