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Page 221 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i...
Page 118 - They have exacted from all their members, a close, naked, natural way of speaking; positive expressions; clear senses; a native easiness: bringing all things as near the Mathematical plainness, as they can: and preferring the language of Artizans, Countrymen, and Merchants, before that, of Wits, or Scholars.
Page 250 - Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me: but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.
Page 210 - Garganum mugire putes nemus aut mare Tuscum, tanto cum strepitu ludi spectantur et artes divitiaeque peregrinae, quibus oblitus actor cum stetit in scaena, concurrit dextera laevae. 205 dixit adhuc aliquid? nil sane. quid placet ergo? lana Tarentino violas imitata veneno.
Page 226 - Even now, now, very now, an old black ram Is tupping your white ewe. Arise, arise ; Awake the snorting citizens with the bell, Or else the devil will make a grandsire of you : Arise, I say.
Page 233 - Ye men of Cyprus, let her have your knees ; — Hail to thee, lady ! and the grace of heaven, Before, behind thee, and on every hand, Enwheel thee round ! Des.
Page 334 - I'll give no more, but I'll undo The world by dying, because love dies too. Then all your beauties will be no more worth Than gold in mines, where none doth draw it forth, And all your graces no more use shall have Than a sun-dial in a grave.
Page 221 - And portance in my travel's history; Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, — such was the process: And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.