Mistress Davenant, the Dark Lady of Shakespeare's Sonnets: Demonstrating the Identity of the Dark Lady of the Sonnets and the Authorship and Satirical Intention of Willobie His Avisa. With a Reprint of Willobie His Avisa (in Part), Penelope's Complaint, An Elegie, Constant Susanna, Queen Dido, Pyramus and Thisbe, The Shepherd's Slumber, and Sundry Other Poems by the Same Author
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Mistress Davenant, the Dark Lady of Shakespeare's Sonnets: Demonstrating the ...
Arthur Acheson,Matthew Roydon
No preview available - 2015
Anthony Wood Astrophel beauty bird book of Sonnets Book vii CANT Canto Cecil Chapman chast Chastitie composition constant wife critics Dark Lady death dedication delight doth doubt Earl of Southampton edition Elegie Elizabeth Essex evidence fact fained name fair faith fame fancy feare Florio folly give grace griefe Hadrian Dorrell hart hath heart Henry Henry Willobie hope intention issue live Lord Love's Labour's Lost lust maide Midsummer Night's Dream mind Mistress Davenant Muse name of Avisa never night Night's Dream numbered Oxford parody Passionate Pilgrim Penelope Peter Colse play poem praise publication published Queen rage revised rival poet Roydon satire sequences Shakes Shakespeare shee shew sing Sonnet 56 Sonnet period sweet thee thine thinke Thorpe Thorpe's thou art thought Troilus and Cressida true unto verses vertue Willobie his Avisa woman words written WUlobie yeeld
Page 33 - Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world dreaming on things to come, Can yet the lease of my true love control, Supposed as forfeit to a confined doom.
Page 58 - 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 subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Page 12 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Page 32 - 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 lovely 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 expressed Even such a beauty as you master now.
Page 60 - Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait On purpose laid to make the taker mad; Mad in pursuit, and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream.
Page 185 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain, But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Page 19 - So am I as the rich, whose blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain* jewels in the carcanet.
Page 62 - tis true, I have gone here and there, And made myself a motley to the view, Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear, Made old offences of affections new.