Poems on Several Occasions: By ShakespeareA. Murden, R. Newton, T. Davidson, C. Anderson, W. Nelson, and S. Paterson, 1760 - 250 sider |
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... ' tis to love , how want of love tormenteth ?: Oh ! had thy mother born fo bad a mind , She had not brought forth thee , but died unkind .. What am I , that thou fhouldft contemn me this A. 4 S VENUS and ADONI'S .. 9.
... ' tis to love , how want of love tormenteth ?: Oh ! had thy mother born fo bad a mind , She had not brought forth thee , but died unkind .. What am I , that thou fhouldft contemn me this A. 4 S VENUS and ADONI'S .. 9.
Side 13
... mind : Being proud , as females are , to fee him woo her , She puts on outward ftrangenefs , feems unkind , Spurns at his love , and fcorns the heat he feels , Beating his kind embracements with her heels . Then , like a melancholy ...
... mind : Being proud , as females are , to fee him woo her , She puts on outward ftrangenefs , feems unkind , Spurns at his love , and fcorns the heat he feels , Beating his kind embracements with her heels . Then , like a melancholy ...
Side 14
... mind ; Taking no notice , that fhe is fo nigh , For all afkance he holds her in his eye . O ! what a fight it was wiftly to view How she came stealing to the wayward boy ;. To note the fighting conflict of her hue , How white and red ...
... mind ; Taking no notice , that fhe is fo nigh , For all afkance he holds her in his eye . O ! what a fight it was wiftly to view How she came stealing to the wayward boy ;. To note the fighting conflict of her hue , How white and red ...
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... I am bereft him fo : I pray you hence , and leave me here alone . For all my mind , my thought , my bufy care , Is how to get my palfrey from the mare . Thus the replies : Thy palfrey , as he should VENUS and ADONIS . 15.
... I am bereft him fo : I pray you hence , and leave me here alone . For all my mind , my thought , my bufy care , Is how to get my palfrey from the mare . Thus the replies : Thy palfrey , as he should VENUS and ADONIS . 15.
Side 37
... mind , To wail his death , who lives , and muft not die , Till mutual overthrow of mortal kind ! For he being dead , with him is beauty flain , And beauty dead , black chaos comes again . Fye ! fye fond love , thou art fo full of fear ...
... mind , To wail his death , who lives , and muft not die , Till mutual overthrow of mortal kind ! For he being dead , with him is beauty flain , And beauty dead , black chaos comes again . Fye ! fye fond love , thou art fo full of fear ...
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Adonis againſt bear beauty beauty's beft behold beſt blood breaſt breath cheeks Colatine dead dear death defire doft thou doth excufe eyes face faid fair falfe falſe fame fear feek feem feen fhadow fhall fhame fhew fhould fhow fighs fight filly fing fire flain fleep flower fome forrow foul ftain ftand ftate ftill ftrive ftrong fuch fweet grace grief hath heart heaven herſelf himſelf honour kifs laft lips live looks love's Lucrece luft Menelaus moſt mufe muft muſt myſelf night pleaſe pleaſure poor praife praiſe prefent Priam quoth fhe reafon reft rofe ſay Sextus Tarquinius ſhall ſhe ſhow ſkill ſpeak ſtand ſtay ſtill ſuch ſweet Tarquin tears thee thefe themſelves theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thought thouſand thro thyself tongue treaſure true unto uſe weep Whilft whofe Whoſe wife wilt wound yourſelf youth
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Side 127 - For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, Looking on darkness which the blind do see; Save that my soul's imaginary sight Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly...
Side 111 - When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store ; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay ; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away.
Side 157 - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate ; The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing ; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting ? And for that riches where is my deserving?
Side 176 - 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.
Side 245 - And all complain of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields ; A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's Spring, but sorrow's Fall.
Side 152 - 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.
Side 130 - And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight : Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Side 44 - The warrant I have of your Honourable disposition, not the worth of my untutored lines, makes it assured of acceptance. What I have done is yours, what I have to do is yours, being part in all I have devoted yours.
Side 117 - And, all in war with time, for love of you, As he takes from you, I engraft you new.
Side 245 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy- buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee and be thy love.