Shakspere: Personal RecollectionsBroadway Publishing Company, 1904 - 306 pagini |
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Pagina 17
... sing , hunt and poach along the Avon . Yoking Pegasus to a Flanders mare would be about as reasonable as joining a practical , honest woman with a poet ! Water and hot oil will not mix , and the 17 Shakspere : Personal Recollections.
... sing , hunt and poach along the Avon . Yoking Pegasus to a Flanders mare would be about as reasonable as joining a practical , honest woman with a poet ! Water and hot oil will not mix , and the 17 Shakspere : Personal Recollections.
Pagina 71
... sing ; For me , which now behold these present days Have eyes to wonder , but lack tongues to praise . 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 ...
... sing ; For me , which now behold these present days Have eyes to wonder , but lack tongues to praise . 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 ...
Pagina 95
... Sing and the hills will answer , Sigh , it is lost on the air , The echoes bound to a joyful sound , But shrink from voicing care . Be glad and your friends are many ; Be sad and you lose them all ; There are none to decline your ...
... Sing and the hills will answer , Sigh , it is lost on the air , The echoes bound to a joyful sound , But shrink from voicing care . Be glad and your friends are many ; Be sad and you lose them all ; There are none to decline your ...
Pagina 100
... sing , and think it were not night . See how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O , that I were a glove upon that hand , That I might touch that cheek ! " Juliet speaks , and finally out of her fevered , love- lit mind says : " O ...
... sing , and think it were not night . See how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O , that I were a glove upon that hand , That I might touch that cheek ! " Juliet speaks , and finally out of her fevered , love- lit mind says : " O ...
Pagina 147
... sing . I mounted the platform rock , overlooking the horrible vale below , and sang in my sweetest strain " Black Eyed Susan , " gesticulating at the con- clusion of each verse in the direction of the queen , who seemed to be charmed ...
... sing . I mounted the platform rock , overlooking the horrible vale below , and sang in my sweetest strain " Black Eyed Susan , " gesticulating at the con- clusion of each verse in the direction of the queen , who seemed to be charmed ...
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Pagina 268 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : And thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble...
Pagina 126 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts ; I am no orator, as Brutus is: But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend : and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.
Pagina 182 - Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help: Go to, then; you come to me, and you say "Shylock, we would have moneys...
Pagina 171 - More strange than true : I never may believe These antique fables, nor these fairy toys. Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact...
Pagina 180 - Let me play the Fool : With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come ; And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster ? Sleep when he wakes?
Pagina 123 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country? If any, speak: for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
Pagina 99 - But, soft ! what light through yonder window breaks ! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — [Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Pagina 121 - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers ! Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times.
Pagina 252 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself. Yet, by your gracious patience, I will a round...
Pagina 217 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!