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... stars , But in ourselves , that we are underlings . Julius Cæsar . Act i . Sc . 2 . Conjure with ' em , Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Cæsar . Now , in the names of all the gods at once , Upon what meat doth this our Cæsar feed ...
... stars , But in ourselves , that we are underlings . Julius Cæsar . Act i . Sc . 2 . Conjure with ' em , Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Cæsar . Now , in the names of all the gods at once , Upon what meat doth this our Cæsar feed ...
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... star , Of whose true - fixed and resting quality There is no fellow in the firmament . Et tu , Brute ! Act iii . Sc . 1 . Ibid . Ibid . The choice and master spirits of this age . Ibid . Though last , not least in love . Ibid . O ...
... star , Of whose true - fixed and resting quality There is no fellow in the firmament . Et tu , Brute ! Act iii . Sc . 1 . Ibid . Ibid . The choice and master spirits of this age . Ibid . Though last , not least in love . Ibid . O ...
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... stars , start from their spheres , Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand an end , Like quills upon the fretful porpentine : 2 But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood . List ...
... stars , start from their spheres , Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand an end , Like quills upon the fretful porpentine : 2 But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood . List ...
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... stars are fire ; Doubt that the sun doth move ; Doubt truth to be a liar ; But never doubt I love . Ibid . Still harping on my daughter . Ibid . Pol . What do you read , my lord ? Ham . Words , words , words . Ibid . They have a ...
... stars are fire ; Doubt that the sun doth move ; Doubt truth to be a liar ; But never doubt I love . Ibid . Still harping on my daughter . Ibid . Pol . What do you read , my lord ? Ham . Words , words , words . Ibid . They have a ...
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... star that ushers in the even . O father , what a hell of witchcraft lies In the small orb of one particular tear ! Sonnet xc . Sonnet xcviii . Sonnet cv . Sonnet cvi . Sonnet cxi . Sonnet cxvi . Sonnet cxxxii . A Lover's Complaint , St ...
... star that ushers in the even . O father , what a hell of witchcraft lies In the small orb of one particular tear ! Sonnet xc . Sonnet xcviii . Sonnet cv . Sonnet cvi . Sonnet cxi . Sonnet cxvi . Sonnet cxxxii . A Lover's Complaint , St ...
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91 페이지 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
205 페이지 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks ; methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full midday beam.
272 페이지 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar...
89 페이지 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly: If the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, 'With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here. But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come...
79 페이지 - Romeo, and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish Sun.
23 페이지 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world...
52 페이지 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
460 페이지 - When my eyes shall be turned to behold for the last time the sun in heaven, may I not see him shining on the broken and dishonored fragments of a once glorious Union ; on States dissevered, discordant, belligerent; on a land rent with civil feuds, or drenched, it may be, in fraternal blood!
59 페이지 - Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me ? Well, 'tis no matter ; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour ? A word. What is in that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it ? He that died o
32 페이지 - Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.