English Verse: The early lyrics to ShakespeareWilliam Peacock Oxford University Press, 1928 |
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Pagina 371
... Macbeth . Methought I heard a voice cry ' Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep ' , the innocent sleep , Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care , The death of each day's life , sore labour's bath , Balm of hurt minds ...
... Macbeth . Methought I heard a voice cry ' Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep ' , the innocent sleep , Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care , The death of each day's life , sore labour's bath , Balm of hurt minds ...
Pagina 389
... harsh world draw thy breath in pain , To tell my story . Hamlet , v . ii . candied ] flattering . pregnant ] ready , prompt . thrift ] gain . blood ] passion . DUNCAN'S MURDER i . Vaulting Ambition . Macbeth . If WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 389.
... harsh world draw thy breath in pain , To tell my story . Hamlet , v . ii . candied ] flattering . pregnant ] ready , prompt . thrift ] gain . blood ] passion . DUNCAN'S MURDER i . Vaulting Ambition . Macbeth . If WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 389.
Pagina 391
William Peacock. Enter LADY MACBETH . How now ! what news ? Lady Macbeth . He has almost supp'd : why have you left the chamber ? Macbeth . Hath he ask'd for me ? Lady Macbeth . Know you not he has ? Macbeth . We will proceed no further ...
William Peacock. Enter LADY MACBETH . How now ! what news ? Lady Macbeth . He has almost supp'd : why have you left the chamber ? Macbeth . Hath he ask'd for me ? Lady Macbeth . Know you not he has ? Macbeth . We will proceed no further ...
Pagina 392
... Macbeth . Lady Macbeth . If we should fail , — We fail ! But screw your courage to the sticking - place , And we ' ll not fail . When Duncan is asleep , Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him , his two ...
... Macbeth . Lady Macbeth . If we should fail , — We fail ! But screw your courage to the sticking - place , And we ' ll not fail . When Duncan is asleep , Whereto the rather shall his day's hard journey Soundly invite him , his two ...
Pagina 393
... Macbeth , I. vii . ii . Is this a dagger ? Macbeth . Is this a dagger which I see before me , The handle toward my hand ? Come , let me clutch thee : I have thee not , and yet I see thee still . Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible To ...
... Macbeth , I. vii . ii . Is this a dagger ? Macbeth . Is this a dagger which I see before me , The handle toward my hand ? Come , let me clutch thee : I have thee not , and yet I see thee still . Art thou not , fatal vision , sensible To ...
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Pagina 421 - 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...
Pagina 381 - No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Where thrift may follow fawning. Dost thou hear? Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice And could of men distinguish, her election Hath seal'd thee for herself...
Pagina 3 - Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth Inspired hath in every holt and heeth The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne Hath in the Ram his halfe cours y-ronne, And smale fowles maken melodye, That slepen al the night with open ye, 10 (So priketh hem nature in hir corages): Than longen folk to goon on pilgrimages...
Pagina 382 - And pity, like a naked new-born babe, Striding the blast, or heaven's cherubin, hors'd Upon the sightless couriers of the air, Shall blow the horrid deed in every eye, That tears shall drown the wind.
Pagina 420 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Pagina 360 - No matter where ; — of comfort no man speak : Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth.
Pagina 400 - My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world of sighs: She swore, in faith, twas strange, 'twas passing strange, Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful: She wish'd she had not heard it, yet she wish'd That heaven had made her such a man...
Pagina 382 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, 'With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here. But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come...
Pagina 425 - Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'ersways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower ? O, how shall summer's honey breath hold out Against the wreckful siege of battering days.
Pagina 349 - O, for a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene ! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars ; and, at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire, Crouch for employment.