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Página 86 - Now it is the time of night That the graves all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide. And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream, Now are frolic.
Página 190 - I know my course. The spirit that I have seen May be the devil : and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape ; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, — As he is very potent with such spirits, — Abuses me to damn me...
Página 170 - As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, — Let me not think on't — Frailty, thy name is woman! — A little month ! or ere those shoes were old With which she follow'd my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears...
Página 317 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
Página 124 - But whate'er you are That in this desert inaccessible, Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time ; If ever you have look'd on better days, If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church, If ever sat at any good man's feast, If ever from your eyelids wiped a tear And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied, Let gentleness my strong enforcement be : In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword.
Página 143 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? no. Doth he hear it ? no. 'Tis insensible, then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? no. Why ? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore I'll none of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon : and so ends my catechism.
Página 37 - Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence. What then ? what rests ? Try what repentance can : what can it not? Yet what can it when one can not repent ? O wretched state ! O bosom black as death ! O limed soul, that struggling to be free Art more engaged...
Página 193 - You should not have believed me ; for virtue cannot so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it ; I loved you not.