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... Francis Beaumont to Ben Jonson . " Souls of Poets dead and gone , What Elysium have ye known , Happy field or mossy cavern , Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern ? " Keats . CONTENTS . PAGE vii SHIRLEY'S ADDRESS KING AND NO KING.
... Francis Beaumont to Ben Jonson . " Souls of Poets dead and gone , What Elysium have ye known , Happy field or mossy cavern , Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern ? " Keats . CONTENTS . PAGE vii SHIRLEY'S ADDRESS KING AND NO KING.
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... dead : Forgotten of mankind , such funeral rites As beasts would give thee , thou shouldst have . Bes . The King Rages extremely : shall we slink away ? He'll strike us . 2nd Gent . Content . [ arm . Arb . There I would make you know ...
... dead : Forgotten of mankind , such funeral rites As beasts would give thee , thou shouldst have . Bes . The King Rages extremely : shall we slink away ? He'll strike us . 2nd Gent . Content . [ arm . Arb . There I would make you know ...
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... dead ? Arb . Alas , she's not so happy ! Thou dost know How she hath laboured , since my father died , To take by treason hence this loathed life , That would but be to serve her . I have pardoned , And pardoned , and by that have made ...
... dead ? Arb . Alas , she's not so happy ! Thou dost know How she hath laboured , since my father died , To take by treason hence this loathed life , That would but be to serve her . I have pardoned , And pardoned , and by that have made ...
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... dead , For certain I shall walk to visit him , If he break promise with me for as fast As oaths , without a formal ceremony , Can make me , I am to him . Pan . Then be fearlsss ; For if he were a thing ' twixt god and man , I could gaze ...
... dead , For certain I shall walk to visit him , If he break promise with me for as fast As oaths , without a formal ceremony , Can make me , I am to him . Pan . Then be fearlsss ; For if he were a thing ' twixt god and man , I could gaze ...
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... dead . Mar. Have you no life at all ? for manhood sake , Let her not kneel , and talk neglected thus : A tree would find a tongue to answer her , Did she but give it such a loved respect . Arb . You mean this lady : lift her from the ...
... dead . Mar. Have you no life at all ? for manhood sake , Let her not kneel , and talk neglected thus : A tree would find a tongue to answer her , Did she but give it such a loved respect . Arb . You mean this lady : lift her from the ...
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Page 341 - Shepherds all, and maidens fair, Fold your flocks up, for the air 'Gins to thicken, and the sun Already his great course hath run. See the dew-drops how they kiss Every little flower that is ; Hanging on their velvet heads, Like a rope of crystal beads.
Page 368 - I am this fountain's god ; below My waters to a river grow, And 'twixt two banks with osiers set, That only prosper in the wet, Through the meadows do they glide...
Page 328 - Pan, O great god Pan, to thee Thus do we sing ! Thou that keep'st us chaste and free As the young spring ; Ever be thy honour spoke, From that place the Morn is broke To that place Day doth unyoke ! [Exeunt all except PERIGOT and AMORET.
Page 321 - A tragi-comedy is not so called in respect of mirth and killing, but in respect it wants deaths, which is enough to make it no tragedy, yet brings some near to it, which is enough to make it no comedy...
Page 320 - I'll tell you frankly, You love above my means to thank ye. Yet, according to my talent, As sour fortune loves to use me, A poor shepherd I have sent In home-spun gray for to excuse me ; And may all my hopes refuse me, But when better comes ashore, You shall have better, newer, more...
Page 325 - And through these thick woods, have I run, Whose bottom never kissed the sun Since the lusty spring began ; All to please my master Pan, Have I trotted without rest To get him fruit ; for at a feast He entertains, this coming night, His paramour, the Syrinx bright. — But, behold, a fairer sight ! By that heavenly form of thine, Brightest fair...
Page 390 - Through the windows, while the sun To the mountain-tops is run, Gilding all the vales below With his rising flames, which grow Greater by his climbing still. Up, ye lazy grooms, and fill Bag and bottle for the field ! Clasp your cloaks fast, lest they yield To the bitter north-east wind ; Call the maidens up. and find...
Page 336 - I sit by and sing, Or gather rushes, to make many a ring For thy long fingers ; tell thee tales of love ; How the pale Phoebe, hunting in a grove, First saw the boy Endymion, from whose eyes She took eternal fire that never dies ; How she conveyed him softly in a sleep, His temples bound with poppy, to the steep Head of old Latmos, where she stoops each night, Gilding the mountain with her brother's light, To kiss her sweetest.
Page 325 - By that heavenly form of thine, Brightest fair, thou art divine, Sprung from great immortal race Of the gods, for in thy face Shines more awful majesty Than dull weak mortality Dare with misty eyes behold, And live: therefore on this mold Lowly do I bend my knee In worship of thy deity.