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Page 298 - O God ! that one might read the Book of Fate And see the revolution of the times Make mountains level, and the continent Weary of solid firmness, melt itself Into the sea! and, other times, to see The beachy girdle of the ocean Too wide for Neptune's hips; how chances mock.
Page 220 - breath: when Shakespeare praises these points of beauty, he must be addressing a woman. 1 Yet in Sonnet cvi. Shakespeare ascribes "sweet beauty's best" without distinction to ladies and lovely knights — " When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme In praise of ladies dead and
Page 346 - conclusion is, that the term may, by metaphor, apply itself — " Unto the general disposition; As when some one peculiar quality Doth so possess a man that it doth draw All his effects, his spirits, and his powers, In their conductions all to run one way. This may be truly said to be a humour.
Page 295 - Rom. Amen, amen! but come what sorrow can, It cannot countervail the exchange of joy That one short minute gives me in her sight: Do thou but close our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare; It is enough I may but call her mine.
Page 294 - Cleo. His face was as the heavens: and therein stuck A sun and moon, which kept their course and lighted The little O, the earth. Dol. Most sovereign creature Cleo. His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm Crested the world: his voice was propertied,
Page 220 - knights; Then in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Ev'n such a beauty as you master now." Further, Mr Massey, if I mistake not, ascribes to
Page 285 - Mack. There's comfort yet; they are assailable: Then be thou jocund; ere the bat hath flown His cloister'd flight, ere to black Hecat's summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note. Lady Macb. What's to be done?
Page 315 - charity: Yet notwithstanding, being incensed, he's flint. As humorous as winter and as sudden As flaws congealed in the spring of day, His temper, therefore, must be well observed Chide him for faults, and do it reverently, When you perceive his blood inclined to mirth; But being moody, give him line and scope.
Page 287 - Ha, majesty! how high thy glory towers, When the rich blood of kings is set on fire! O, now doth Death line his dead chaps with steel: The swords of soldiers are his teeth, his fangs: And now he feasts, mousing the flesh of men In undetermined differences of kings. Why stand these royal fronts amazed thus? Cry