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Page 4 - boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest 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 the rest.
Page 105 - 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 subdu'd To what it works in, like the dyer's hand. Pity me then.
Page 77 - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock; And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race. This is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Page 62 - His legs bestrid the ocean ; his rear'd arm Crested the world ; his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder. For his bounty, There was no winter in't; an Anthony
Page 23 - What I have done is yours; what I have to do is yours ; being part in all I have, devoted yours. Were my worth greater, my duty would show greater; meantime, as it is, it is bound to your lordship, to whom I wish long life, still lengthened with all happiness.
Page 104 - 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 forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye.
Page 74 - twist son and father. This villain of mine comes under the prediction ; there's son against father. The king falls from bias of nature ; there's father against child. We have seen the best of our time ; machinations, hollowness, treachery, and all ruinous disorders follow us disquietly to our graves.
Page 77 - art Which, you say, adds to Nature, in an Art That Nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock; And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race. This is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Page 84 - She shall be, to the happiness of England, An aged princess ; many days shall see her, And yet, no day without a deed to crown it, 'Would I had known no more! but she must die — She must, the saints must have her — yet a virgin; A most unspotted lily shall she pass To the ground.