The Complete Works of William Shakespeare: Pericles. Two noble kinsmen. Venus and Adonis

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Ginn & Heath, 1881
 

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Page 294 - In limning out a well-proportion'd steed, His art with nature's workmanship at strife, As if the dead the living should exceed ; So did this horse excel a common one, In shape, in courage, colour, pace and bone.
Page 280 - But the sense of musical delight, with the power of producing it, is a gift of imagination ; and this together with the power of reducing multitude into unity of effect, and modifying a series of thoughts by some one predominant thought or feeling, may be cultivated and improved, but can never be learned. It is in these that
Page 282 - But if the first heir of my invention prove deformed, I shall be sorry it had so noble a godfather, and never after ear so barren a land, for fear it yield me still so bad a harvest.
Page 33 - Why as men do a-land: the great ones eat up the little ones. I can compare our rich misers to nothing so (illy as to a whale; 'a plays and tumbles, driving the poor fry before him, and at last devours them all at a mouthful.
Page 279 - As the soul of Euphorbus was thought to live in Pythagoras, so the sweet witty soul of Ovid lives in mellifluous and honey-tongued Shakespeare ; witness his Venus and Adonis, his Lucrece, his sugared sonnets among his private friends, &c.
Page 165 - Yet, cousin, Even from the bottom of these miseries, From all that Fortune can inflict upon us, I see two comforts rising, two mere blessings, If the gods please to hold here, — a brave patience, And the enjoying of our griefs together.
Page 156 - From musical coinage, why, it was a note Whereon her spirits would sojourn — rather dwell on — And sing it in her slumbers. This rehearsal — Which, every innocent wots well, comes in Like old importment's bastard — has this end, That the true love 'tween maid and maid may be More than in sex dividual.
Page 167 - That woo the wills of men to vanity I see through now ; and am sufficient To tell the world 'tis but a gaudy shadow, That old Time, as he passes by, takes with him. What had we been, old in the court of Creon, Where sin is justice, lust and ignorance The virtues of the great ones ? Cousin Arcite, Had not the loving gods found this place for us, We had died as they do, ill old men, unwept, And had their epitaphs, the people's curses.
Page 308 - And when thou hast on foot the purblind hare, Mark the poor wretch, to overshoot his troubles How he outruns the wind, and with what care He cranks and crosses with a thousand doubles : The many musits through the which he goes Are like a labyrinth to amaze his foes.
Page 314 - Lo ! here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts up on high, And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty ; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, The cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.

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