Englische Studien, Volume 27

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Gebr. Henninger, 1900 - Comparative linguistics
 

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Page 461 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Page 462 - Shakespeare puts them all down, aye, and Ben Jonson too. O that Ben Jonson is a pestilent fellow, he brought up Horace giving the Poets a pill, but our fellow Shakespeare hath given him a purge that made him...
Page 440 - gainst the streams, To taste the luxury of sunny beams Temper'd with coolness. How they ever wrestle With their own sweet delight, and ever nestle Their silver bellies on the pebbly sand!
Page 460 - A spacious field of reasons could I urge , Between his glory, daughter , and thy shame : That poison shows worst in a golden cup ; Dark night seems darker by the lightning flash ; Lilies, that fester, smell far worse than weeds; And every glory that inclines to sin, The shame is treble by the opposite.
Page 370 - Then fell on Merlin a great melancholy; He walk'd with dreams and darkness, and he found A doom that ever poised itself to fall, An ever-moaning battle in the mist, World-war of dying flesh against the life, Death in all life and lying in all love, The meanest having power upon the highest, And the high purpose broken by the worm.
Page 438 - Disturbed thoughts drives me from company And dries my marrow with their watchfulness. Continual trouble of my moody brain Peebles my body by excess of drink And nips me as the bitter north-east wind Doth check the tender blossoms in the spring.
Page 460 - ... will wave a man, and I with a trice to cut him down. And looking upon him by the advantage of my torch, find it to be my son Horatio. There you may show a passion, there you may show a passion ! Draw me like old Priam of Troy, crying : " The house is a-fire, the house is a-fire, as the torch over my head...

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