Shakspeare's Sonnets Never Before Interpreted: His Private Friends Identified: Together with a Recorded Likeness of Himself |
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... says , and such studied deformities of style prevail throughout these sonnets , that the reader ( after our best ... say a damask rose , nor a rose of any red . The pink hedge rose may be of as deep a dye as the maiden - blush , and ...
... says , and such studied deformities of style prevail throughout these sonnets , that the reader ( after our best ... say a damask rose , nor a rose of any red . The pink hedge rose may be of as deep a dye as the maiden - blush , and ...
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... says , the blame of others is not necessarily a defect in him . The mark of slander has always been ' the fair , ' just as the cankers love the sweetest buds . Suspicion attaches to beauty , and sets it off ; -it is the black crow ...
... says , the blame of others is not necessarily a defect in him . The mark of slander has always been ' the fair , ' just as the cankers love the sweetest buds . Suspicion attaches to beauty , and sets it off ; -it is the black crow ...
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... says : - 6 When forty Winters shall besiege thy brow , And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field , Thy Youth's ... say within thine own deep - sunken eyes , Were an all - eating shame and thriftless praise . Here also is a further ...
... says : - 6 When forty Winters shall besiege thy brow , And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field , Thy Youth's ... say within thine own deep - sunken eyes , Were an all - eating shame and thriftless praise . Here also is a further ...
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... say so . Also in sonnet 3 he tells the earl- Thou art thy Mother's glass , and she , in thee , Calls back the lovely ... says , ' you had a father ' ( the Earl of Southampton's father being dead ) . The description is also differentiated ...
... say so . Also in sonnet 3 he tells the earl- Thou art thy Mother's glass , and she , in thee , Calls back the lovely ... says , ' you had a father ' ( the Earl of Southampton's father being dead ) . The description is also differentiated ...
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... say— Sing to the ear that doth thy lays esteem , Sonnet 100 . when it was that earl who had so esteemed the poet's lays ... says . his love is great , even as when first I hallowed thy fair SOUTHAMPTON THE LORD OF SHAKSPEARE'S LOVE . 49 ...
... say— Sing to the ear that doth thy lays esteem , Sonnet 100 . when it was that earl who had so esteemed the poet's lays ... says . his love is great , even as when first I hallowed thy fair SOUTHAMPTON THE LORD OF SHAKSPEARE'S LOVE . 49 ...
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ampton beauty begetter called character Court dear death dedication dost doth Earl of Southampton Earl's Elizabeth Vernon Essex expression eyes face fact fair favour feeling flower Fortune friendship Gentlemen of Verona give grace hath heart heaven honour King Lady Rich latter sonnets letter lines live look Lord Lord Mountjoy Love's Love's Labour's Lost lover Majesty Marlowe marriage married meaning mind Mistress Mountjoy Muse Nash nature night noble passion patron Penelope Devereux personal sonnets play poem Poet Poet's poetry praise printed private friends Queen Rowland White says sense Shak Shakspeare Shakspeare's Sonnets Sidney smiling sonnet 38 sonnet 54 sonnet 70 soul speaker speaks speare spirit sweet tears tell tender thee thine things Thorpe thou art thought touch true truth Venus and Adonis verse whilst William Herbert woman words write written young youth
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Page 292 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it : for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Page 125 - How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower ? O, how shall summer's honey breath hold out Against the wreckful siege of battering days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout, Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays...
Page 206 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Page 125 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Page 26 - Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire ? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require. Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you...
Page 593 - If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy Love.
Page 543 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined 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 in rest...
Page 121 - What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you ; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new...
Page 169 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah ! yet...
Page 271 - 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.