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... look out of themselves to see what they should be ; they sought for truth and nature , and found it in themselves . There was no tinsel , and but little art ; they were not the spoiled children of affectation and refinement , but a bold ...
... look out of themselves to see what they should be ; they sought for truth and nature , and found it in themselves . There was no tinsel , and but little art ; they were not the spoiled children of affectation and refinement , but a bold ...
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... look about it , startled by the light of our unexpected discoveries , and the noise we made about them . Strange error of our infatuated self - love . Because the clothes we remember to have seen worn when we were children are now out ...
... look about it , startled by the light of our unexpected discoveries , and the noise we made about them . Strange error of our infatuated self - love . Because the clothes we remember to have seen worn when we were children are now out ...
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... look upon himself in this light , as a sort of monster of poetical genius , or on his contemporaries as " less than smallest dwarfs , " when he speaks with true , not false modesty , of himself and them , and of his wayward thoughts ...
... look upon himself in this light , as a sort of monster of poetical genius , or on his contemporaries as " less than smallest dwarfs , " when he speaks with true , not false modesty , of himself and them , and of his wayward thoughts ...
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... look forward to it as any particular subject of exul tation : the poor peasant , who can only contrive to treat himself to a joint of meat on a Sunday , considers it as an event in the week . So , in the old Cambridge comedy of the ...
... look forward to it as any particular subject of exul tation : the poor peasant , who can only contrive to treat himself to a joint of meat on a Sunday , considers it as an event in the week . So , in the old Cambridge comedy of the ...
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... Look not so fierce on me ! Adders and serpents , let me breathe awhile ! -- Ugly hell , gape not ! Come not , Lucifer ! I'll burn my books ! Oh ! Mephostophilis . " Perhaps the finest trait in the whole play , and that which softens and ...
... Look not so fierce on me ! Adders and serpents , let me breathe awhile ! -- Ugly hell , gape not ! Come not , Lucifer ! I'll burn my books ! Oh ! Mephostophilis . " Perhaps the finest trait in the whole play , and that which softens and ...
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Page 138 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks...
Page 178 - 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...
Page 112 - Indian mount, or fairy elves, Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Page 223 - In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire Consum'd with that which it was nourish'd by. This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
Page 138 - Let's choose executors and talk of wills : And yet not so — for what can we bequeath Save our deposed bodies to the ground? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Page 162 - And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown...
Page 138 - And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings : How some have been depos'd; some slain in war...
Page 97 - O my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Page 81 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none ; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil ; No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too, — but innocent and pure ; No sovereignty, — Seb.
Page 34 - Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please, Resolve me of all ambiguities, Perform what desperate enterprise I will? I'll have them fly to India for gold, Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-found world For pleasant fruits and princely delicates...