Shakespeares Venus and Adonis: Being a Reproduction in Facsimile of the First Edition, 1593, from the Unique Copy in the Malone Collection in the Bodleian LibraryClarendon Press, 1905 - 75 pagine |
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Pagina 3 - I know not how I shall offend in dedicating my unpolished lines to your Lordship, nor how the world will censure me for choosing so strong a prop to support so weak a burden.
Pagina 19 - The younger sort take much delight in Shakespeare's Venus and Adonis ; but his Lucrece, and his tragedy of Hamlet Prince of Denmarke, have it in them to please the wiser sort, 1598.
Pagina 23 - Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew; Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose : They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play.
Pagina 25 - 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.
Pagina 7 - Hence it is, that from the perpetual activity of attention required on the part of the reader ; from the rapid flow, the quick change, and the playful nature of the thoughts and images ; and above all from the alienation, and, if I may hazard such an expression, the utter aloofness of the poet's own feelings, from those of which he is at once the painter and the analyst...
Pagina 14 - I have sithence endevoured by all good meanes, (for the better encrease and accomplishment of your delights,) to get into my handes such smale poemes of the same Authors as I heard were disperst abroad in sundrie hands, and not easie to bee come by by himselfe ; some of them having bene diverslie imbeziled and purloyned from him, since his departure over sea.
Pagina 30 - The Late And much admired Play called Pericles, Prince of Tyre; with the true Relation of the whole Historie, aduentures, and fortunes of the said Prince ; as also, The no lesse strange and worthy accidents in the Birth and Life of his Daughter Mariana, — as it hath been diuers and sundry times acted by his Maiesties Seruants, at the Globe on the Banck-side. By William Shakespeare.
Pagina 20 - If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces. The age to come would say, "This poet lies; Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.
Pagina 30 - Mr. William Shakespear's Comedies, Histories, and Tragedies. Published according to the true Original Copies. Unto which is added, Seven Plays, Never before Printed in Folio: viz.
Pagina 26 - She spoyld thereof, and filled with annoy. His palled face, impictured with death, She bathed oft with teares, and dried oft: And with sweet kisses suckt the wasting breath Out of his lips like lilies pale and soft: And oft she cald to him, who answerd nought, But onely by his lookes did tell his thought.