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Seite xx - Orpheus drew trees, stones, and floods; Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature ; The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Seite xxi - ... adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature. Per So it is. Pol. Then make your garden rich in gillyvors, And do not call them bastards.
Seite xxi - Sir, the year growing ancient, Not yet on summer's death, nor on the birth Of trembling winter, — the fairest flowers o...
Seite 248 - Cceliano, by Robert Chester. With the true legend of famous King Arthur, the last of the nine Worthies, being the first essay of a new British poet ; collected out of diverse authentical Records.
Seite xvii - Vere, Some meeker pupil you must find, For were you queen of all that is, I could not stoop to such a mind. You sought to prove how I could love, And my disdain is my reply. The lion on your old stone gates Is not more cold to you than I.
Seite 257 - Willobie his Avisa; Or the true Picture of a Modest Maid, and of a Chast and constant wife,' 1594 ; / extracts from Marston, Carew, &c.
Seite xvii - LADY Clara Vere de Vere, Of me you shall not win renown: You thought to break a country heart For pastime, ere you went to town. At me you smiled, but unbeguiled I saw the snare, and I retired : The daughter of a hundred Earls, You are not one to be desired.
Seite ii - ... do in person, or suffer through your connivance to be done by others, is wholly* your own. Therefore, in the presence of God, his angels, and men, I pronounce you to be the author of all these evils : yea, and in that strict day of the general account, I will be a witness to testify against you, that all these things have come to your knowledge by my means ; and all these men shall bear witness thereof who have heard me speak unto you this day.