The Quintessence of English Poetry, Or, a Collection of All the Beautiful Passages in Our Poems and Plays, from the Celebrated Spencer to 1688 ...Olive Payne, 1740 |
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Page 19
... gold ; The civil citizens kneading up the honey ; The poor mechanick porters crowding in Their heavy burthens at his narrow gate : The fad - ey'd juftice with his furly hum , Delivering o'er to executors pale The lazy yawning drone ...
... gold ; The civil citizens kneading up the honey ; The poor mechanick porters crowding in Their heavy burthens at his narrow gate : The fad - ey'd juftice with his furly hum , Delivering o'er to executors pale The lazy yawning drone ...
Page 20
... gold 3- For in his days he that defired fame , Bought it of him , that it full dearly fold : Hateful excess so much did not devour , Law had lefs force , and honefty more pow'r . Drayton's Pierce Gaveston He is unfit to manage publick ...
... gold 3- For in his days he that defired fame , Bought it of him , that it full dearly fold : Hateful excess so much did not devour , Law had lefs force , and honefty more pow'r . Drayton's Pierce Gaveston He is unfit to manage publick ...
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... gold ; the full cheek'd moon As bright and smooth as filver ; nothing there Wears dangling locks , but fome time blazing ftars , Whofe flaming curls , fet realms on fire with wars . Defcend more low ; look through man's five - fold ...
... gold ; the full cheek'd moon As bright and smooth as filver ; nothing there Wears dangling locks , but fome time blazing ftars , Whofe flaming curls , fet realms on fire with wars . Defcend more low ; look through man's five - fold ...
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... gold his wife , but not his whore ; He that at noon - day walks by a prison door ; He that i'th ' fun is neither beam nor moate ; He that's not mad after a petticoat ; He for whom poor mens curfes dig no grave ; He that is neither lords ...
... gold his wife , but not his whore ; He that at noon - day walks by a prison door ; He that i'th ' fun is neither beam nor moate ; He that's not mad after a petticoat ; He for whom poor mens curfes dig no grave ; He that is neither lords ...
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... gold , and I'll wrap him in lead ; quid pro quo : I Mult look none of his angels in the face forfooth ,. Until his face be not worth looking on : Tut Until 38 HEI Favour of greatnefs, or an hours faint pleasure ! ...
... gold , and I'll wrap him in lead ; quid pro quo : I Mult look none of his angels in the face forfooth ,. Until his face be not worth looking on : Tut Until 38 HEI Favour of greatnefs, or an hours faint pleasure ! ...
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Atheist's Tragedy bafe Barons Wars Beaumont and Fletcher's becauſe beft beſt blood cauſe Chapman's Crown's Daniel's Davenant's Gondibert death defire doth Ev'n ev'ry eyes fafe fame fear feem fenfe fhall fhew fhould fince fire firft firſt flaves fleep fome foon foul ftand ftate ftill fubjects fuch fure fweet give greateſt greatneſs hath heart heav'n himſelf honour Ibid itſelf Johnson's juft juftice kifs kings laft lefs live loft Lord Brooke's Love's Lover's Melancholy luft marriage mifery mind Mirror for Magiftrates moft moſt muft muſt nature ne'er never night o'er ourſelves paffion pleaſe pleaſure poor pow'r praiſe princes Queen of Corinth reafon reft Revenger's Tragedy rife Sejanus Shakespear's Shakespear's Hamlet ſhall ſhe Shirley's Siege of Rhodes ſtand ſtate ſtill thee thefe themſelves theſe things thofe thoſe thou unto uſe virtue Whilft whofe Whoſe wife
Popular passages
Page 170 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
Page 19 - To the tent-royal of their ( emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum, Delivering o'er to executors pale The lazy yawning drone.
Page 164 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Page 109 - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions : I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Page 276 - Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.
Page 76 - Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt ; For she had eyes, and chose me. No, lago ; I'll see before I doubt ; when I doubt, prove ; And on the proof, there is no more but this, — Away at once with love or jealousy ! lago.
Page 236 - Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there, And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven!
Page 73 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Page 149 - We must not make a scare-crow of the law, ' Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
Page 276 - For in my way it lies. Stars hide your fires ! Let not light see my black and deep desires : The eye wink at the hand ! yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.