The wisdom and genius of Shakspeare: comprising moral philosophy, delineations of character [&c.] with notes and scriptural references [compiled] by T. Price |
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... rage , with rage doth sympathize , And with an accent tuned in self - same key , Returns to chiding fortune . 150 Determinations of Anger . What to ourselves in passion we propose , The passion ending , doth the purpose lose . 26 - i ...
... rage , with rage doth sympathize , And with an accent tuned in self - same key , Returns to chiding fortune . 150 Determinations of Anger . What to ourselves in passion we propose , The passion ending , doth the purpose lose . 26 - i ...
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... rage , Fetter strong madness in a silken thread , Charm ache with air , and agony with words : No , no ; ' tis all men's office to speak patience To those that wring under the load of sorrow ; But no man's virtue , nor sufficiency , To ...
... rage , Fetter strong madness in a silken thread , Charm ache with air , and agony with words : No , no ; ' tis all men's office to speak patience To those that wring under the load of sorrow ; But no man's virtue , nor sufficiency , To ...
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... rage , advice is often seen By blunting us to make our wits more keen . Nor gives it satisfaction to our blood , That we must curb it upon others ' proof ; To be forbid the sweets that seem so good , For fear of harms that preach in our ...
... rage , advice is often seen By blunting us to make our wits more keen . Nor gives it satisfaction to our blood , That we must curb it upon others ' proof ; To be forbid the sweets that seem so good , For fear of harms that preach in our ...
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... rage , Honour for wealth , and oft that wealth doth cost The death of all , and altogether lost . So that in vent'ring all , we leave to be The things we are for that which we expect : And this ambitious foul infirmity , In having much ...
... rage , Honour for wealth , and oft that wealth doth cost The death of all , and altogether lost . So that in vent'ring all , we leave to be The things we are for that which we expect : And this ambitious foul infirmity , In having much ...
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... rage : So of concealed sorrow may be said . 406 You were used The effects of trials . Poems . To say , extremity was the trier of spirits ; That common chances common men could bear ; That , when the sea was calm , all boats alike Shew ...
... rage : So of concealed sorrow may be said . 406 You were used The effects of trials . Poems . To say , extremity was the trier of spirits ; That common chances common men could bear ; That , when the sea was calm , all boats alike Shew ...
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The wisdom and genius of Shakspeare: comprising moral philosophy ... William Shakespeare Visos knygos peržiūra - 1853 |
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art thou bear beauty betimes blood blows bosom breast breath cheeks choughs danger death deeds dost doth ears earth evil eyes face fair fall false faults fear fire flatter flower folly fool fortune foul friends gentle give grace grief grow hand hath hear heart heaven honest honour iron tongue judgment Julius Cæsar keep king lapwing live looks love's man's marriage men's mighty heart mind nature ne'er Neptune never night noble o'er passion patience pity Poems poison'd poor praise proud rage reason rich scapes Shakspeare shew sigh sing slave sleep smile sorrow soul speak spirit stamp'd stand strong sweet tears tempest thee There's thine things thou art thou hast thought tongue Treason true truth twixt ugly night unto valour vex'd vile Violent delights virtue weep wind wise words wretched younker youth
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397 psl. - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility: But when the blast of war blows in our ears, Then imitate the action of the tiger...
120 psl. - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
130 psl. - 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.
62 psl. - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
380 psl. - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
39 psl. - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse, steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands : But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed, Oth.
239 psl. - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise ; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
113 psl. - Assume a virtue, if you have it not. That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat, Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, That to the use of actions fair and good He likewise gives a frock or livery, That aptly is put on.
246 psl. - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
243 psl. - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids ; bold oxlips and The crown imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one...