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Página 165 - PRISON WHEN love with unconfined wings ' Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses crown'd, Our hearts with loyal flames...
Página 198 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Página 190 - Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key, As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds Had been incorporate. So we grew together Like to a double cherry, seeming parted But yet an union in partition...
Página 166 - Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Página 184 - He was the finest gentleman in the voluptuous court of Charles the Second, and in the gloomy one of King William. He had as much wit as his first master, or his contemporaries, Buckingham and Rochester ; without the royal want of feeling, the Duke's want of principles, or the Earl's want of thought.
Página 190 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate.
Página 299 - All hail, great master! grave sir, hail ! I come To answer thy best pleasure ; be't to fly, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride On the curl'd clouds ; to thy strong bidding, task Ariel, and all his quality.
Página 113 - In flower of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair...
Página 97 - I'll make you fast it for your sin, I'll count your power not worth a pin: Alas, what hereby shall I win, If he gainsay me ? What if I beat the wanton boy With many a rod ? He will repay me with annoy, Because a god. Then sit thou safely on my knee, And let thy bower my bosom be, Lurk in mine eyes, I like of thee; O Cupid, so thou pity me, Spare not, but play thee.
Página 249 - Yet take the friendly counsel of my love ; Believe me true, nor listen to your jealousy. Let not that devil, which undoes your sex, That cursed curiosity seduce you, To hunt for needless secrets, which, neglected, Shall never hurt your quiet ; but once known, Shall sit upon your heart, pinch it with pain, And banish the sweet sleep for ever from you. Go to — be yet advis'd — Alic. Dost thou in scorn, Preach patience to my rage...
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | Dame Rebecca Berry, or, Court scenes in the reign of Charles the second [by E.I. Spence]. Volume 2 de Dame Rebecca Berry, or, Court scenes in the reign of Charles the second [by E.I. Spence], Elizabeth Isabella Spence |
| Autor | Elizabeth Isabella Spence |
| Editora | Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown and Green, 1827 |
| Original de | Universidade de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 22 Mar 2006 |
| Número de páginas | 895 páginas |
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