Literarhistorische Forschungen, Utgaver 11-15

Max freiherr von Waldberg

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Side 9 - The best in this kind are but shadows ; and the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them.
Side 262 - I'll not shed her blood, Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow, And smooth as monumental alabaster. Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men. Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.
Side 26 - Behold an order yet of newer date, Doubling their number, equal in their state; Our England's ornament, the crown's defence, In battle brave protectors of their prince: Unchanged by fortune, to their sovereign true, For which their manly legs are bound with blue These, of the Garter call'd, of faith unstain'd, In fighting fields the laurel have obtain'd, And well repaid the honours which they gain'd.
Side 213 - The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell ! That my keen knife see not the wound it makes; Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry, Hold, hold!
Side 17 - Canzone, i' credo che saranno radi Color che tua ragione intendan bene, Tanto la parli faticosa e forte: Onde se per ventura egli addiviene Che tu dinanzi da persone vadi, Che non ti paian d'essa bene accorte; Allor ti priego che ti riconforte, Dicendo lor, diletta mia novella: - Ponete mente almen com'io son bella ! CANZONE VII.
Side 213 - Stop up the access and passage to remorse ; That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose...
Side 258 - 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.
Side 65 - Namque ab his in rebus spiritus et in verbis sublimitas et in affectibus motus omnis et in personis decor petitur, praecipueque velut attrita cotidiano actu forensi ingenia optime rerum talium blanditia reparantur.
Side 98 - We heartily pray thee, to send thy holy Spirit into the hearts of them that possess the grounds, pastures, and dwelling places of the earth, that they, remembering themselves to be thy tenants, may not rack and stretch out the rents of their houses and lands, nor yet take unreasonable fines and incomes after the manner of covetous worldlings, but so let them out to other, that the inhabitants thereof may both be able to pay the rents, and also honestly to live...
Side 262 - Rasch tritt der Tod den Menschen an, Es ist ihm keine Frist gegeben, Es stürzt ihn mitten in der Bahn, Es reißt ihn fort vom vollen Leben, Bereitet oder nicht, zu gehen, Er muß vor seinen Richter stehen!

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