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... friends and fellow - labourers of Shakespear , sharing his fame and fortunes with him , the rivals of Jonson , and the masters of Beaumont and Fletcher's well - sung woes ! They went out one by one unnoticed , like evening lights , or ...
... friends and fellow - labourers of Shakespear , sharing his fame and fortunes with him , the rivals of Jonson , and the masters of Beaumont and Fletcher's well - sung woes ! They went out one by one unnoticed , like evening lights , or ...
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... not seem to yield any sense . - ED . So the genuine edition of 1570. The spurious edition of 1565 has suppress . - Ed . § [ Ibid . pp . 118-19 . ] friends , as Cicero in his Orations , and all 32 Sackville and Norton .
... not seem to yield any sense . - ED . So the genuine edition of 1570. The spurious edition of 1565 has suppress . - Ed . § [ Ibid . pp . 118-19 . ] friends , as Cicero in his Orations , and all 32 Sackville and Norton .
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And Characters of Shakespear's Plays William Hazlitt William Carew Hazlitt. friends , as Cicero in his Orations , and all the topics in- sisted upon are open , direct , urged in the face of day , with no more attention to time or place ...
And Characters of Shakespear's Plays William Hazlitt William Carew Hazlitt. friends , as Cicero in his Orations , and all the topics in- sisted upon are open , direct , urged in the face of day , with no more attention to time or place ...
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... by his friend Eumenides to Endy- mion , on waking from his long sleep : " Behold the twig to which thou laidest down thy head , is now become a tree . " The narrative is sometimes a little wandering 38 Lyly the Euphuist .
... by his friend Eumenides to Endy- mion , on waking from his long sleep : " Behold the twig to which thou laidest down thy head , is now become a tree . " The narrative is sometimes a little wandering 38 Lyly the Euphuist .
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... friend , thy faithful Eumenides , who for thy sake hath been careless of his own content ? Speak , Endymion ! Endymion ! Endymion ! Endymion . Endymion ! I call to mind such a name . Eumenides . Hast thou forgotten thyself , Endymion ...
... friend , thy faithful Eumenides , who for thy sake hath been careless of his own content ? Speak , Endymion ! Endymion ! Endymion ! Endymion . Endymion ! I call to mind such a name . Eumenides . Hast thou forgotten thyself , Endymion ...
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Page 234 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world...
Page 204 - Let us roll all our strength and all Our sweetness up into one ball, And tear our pleasures with rough strife Thorough the iron gates of life. Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.
Page 175 - This many summers in a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Page 94 - Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt...
Page 68 - Force should be right; or rather, right and wrong, Between whose endless jar justice resides, Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then everything includes itself in power, Power into will, will into appetite; And appetite, an universal wolf, So doubly seconded with will and power, Must make perforce an universal prey, And last eat up himself.
Page 163 - 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...
Page 204 - But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near: And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast Eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found; Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound My echoing song: then worms shall try That long preserved virginity: And your quaint honour turn to dust; And into ashes all my lust. The grave's a fine and private place, But none I think do there embrace.
Page 232 - Lest thou a feverous life should'st entertain, And six or seven winters more respect Than a perpetual honour. Dar'st thou die ? The sense of death is most in apprehension ; And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Page 215 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Page 197 - Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.