The Plays and Poems of Shakespeare, Volumul 15F.M. Lupton Publishing Company, 1899 |
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Pagina 139
... ; O , from thy cheeks my image thou hast torn , And shiver'd all the beauty of my glass , That I no more can see what once I was . i . e . like a waste . • Ctrole . O time , cease thou thy course , and last THE RAPE OF LUCRECE . 139.
... ; O , from thy cheeks my image thou hast torn , And shiver'd all the beauty of my glass , That I no more can see what once I was . i . e . like a waste . • Ctrole . O time , cease thou thy course , and last THE RAPE OF LUCRECE . 139.
Pagina 194
... waste ; The vacant leaves thy mind's imprint will bear , And of this book this learning mayst thou taste The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show , Of mouthed graves will give thee memory ; Thou by thy dial's shady stealth mayst ...
... waste ; The vacant leaves thy mind's imprint will bear , And of this book this learning mayst thou taste The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show , Of mouthed graves will give thee memory ; Thou by thy dial's shady stealth mayst ...
Pagina 223
... waste or ruining ? Have I not seen dwellers on form and favor Lose all , and more , by paying too much rent ; For compound sweet foregoing simple savor ; Pitiful thrivers , in their gazing spent ? No ; let me be obsequious in thy heart ...
... waste or ruining ? Have I not seen dwellers on form and favor Lose all , and more , by paying too much rent ; For compound sweet foregoing simple savor ; Pitiful thrivers , in their gazing spent ? No ; let me be obsequious in thy heart ...
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Adonis bear beauteous beauty's behold blood blushing boar breast breath brow cheeks Collatine dead dear death deeds delight desire dost thou doth face fair fair lords falchion false fault fear fire flower forsworn foul gainst gentle give grace grief groans hand hast hate hath hear heart heaven honor kiss leave lend light lips live looks love's love's fire Love's Labor's Lost LOVER'S COMPLAINT Lucrece lust mayst mind Muse ne'er never night numbers o'er pale PASSIONATE PILGRIM pity poison'd poor praise Priam pride proud quoth RAPE OF LUCRECE seem'd shadow shame sighs sight Sonnet sorrow soul swear Tarquin tears thee thence thine eyes thing thou art thou dost thou shalt thou wilt thought thy love thy sweet thyself Time's tongue true truth unto VENUS AND ADONIS weary weep wherein wind words wound youth