The wisdom and genius of Shakspeare: comprising moral philosophy, delineations of character [&c.] with notes and scriptural references [compiled] by T. Price |
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Pagina 20
... beauty that is borne here in the face , The bearer knows not , but commends itself To others ' eyes : nor doth the eye itself ( That most pure spirit of sense ) behold itself , Not going from itself ; but eye to eye opposed u Courts of ...
... beauty that is borne here in the face , The bearer knows not , but commends itself To others ' eyes : nor doth the eye itself ( That most pure spirit of sense ) behold itself , Not going from itself ; but eye to eye opposed u Courts of ...
Pagina 42
... Beauty , their excellence . Truth needs no colour , with his colour fix'd ; Beauty no pencil , beauty's truth to lay ; But best is best , if never intermix'd . 233 Man values only what he sees and knows . ' Tis very pregnant , P The ...
... Beauty , their excellence . Truth needs no colour , with his colour fix'd ; Beauty no pencil , beauty's truth to lay ; But best is best , if never intermix'd . 233 Man values only what he sees and knows . ' Tis very pregnant , P The ...
Pagina 47
... beauty , wit , 26 - iii . 3 . High birth , vigour of bone , desert in service , Love , friendship , charity , are subjects all To envious and calumniating time . 261 Prevalence of appearances . 26 - iii . 3 . One touch of nature makes ...
... beauty , wit , 26 - iii . 3 . High birth , vigour of bone , desert in service , Love , friendship , charity , are subjects all To envious and calumniating time . 261 Prevalence of appearances . 26 - iii . 3 . One touch of nature makes ...
Pagina 54
... beauty's ornament . 28 - ii . 2 . 16 - iv . 2 . O , how much more doth beauty beauteous seem , By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! The rose looks fair , but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live . The ...
... beauty's ornament . 28 - ii . 2 . 16 - iv . 2 . O , how much more doth beauty beauteous seem , By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! The rose looks fair , but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live . The ...
Pagina 59
... beauty , To make thy riches pleasant . Yet in this life Lie hid more thousand deaths : yet death we fear . 334 Intemperance , the evil of it . Boundless intemperance In nature is a tyranny ; it hath been Th ' untimely emptying of the ...
... beauty , To make thy riches pleasant . Yet in this life Lie hid more thousand deaths : yet death we fear . 334 Intemperance , the evil of it . Boundless intemperance In nature is a tyranny ; it hath been Th ' untimely emptying of the ...
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The wisdom and genius of Shakspeare: comprising moral philosophy ... William Shakespeare Vizualizare completă - 1853 |
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art thou bear beauty betimes blood blows bosom breast breath cheeks choughs danger death deeds dost doth ears earth evil eyes face fair fall false faults fear fire flatter flower folly fool fortune foul friends gentle give grace grief grow hand hath hear heart heaven honest honour iron tongue judgment Julius Cæsar keep king lapwing live looks love's man's marriage men's mighty heart mind nature ne'er Neptune never night noble o'er passion patience pity Poems poison'd poor praise proud rage reason rich scapes Shakspeare shew sigh sing slave sleep smile sorrow soul speak spirit stamp'd stand strong sweet tears tempest thee There's thine things thou art thou hast thought tongue Treason true truth twixt ugly night unto valour vex'd vile Violent delights virtue weep wind wise words wretched younker youth
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Pagina 397 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
Pagina 120 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Pagina 130 - 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.
Pagina 62 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Pagina 380 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Pagina 39 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse, steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands : But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed, Oth.
Pagina 239 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise ; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Pagina 113 - Assume a virtue, if you have it not. That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat, Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, That to the use of actions fair and good He likewise gives a frock or livery, That aptly is put on.
Pagina 246 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Pagina 243 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids ; bold oxlips and The crown imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one...