The Two Noble Kinsmen

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Harper & brothers, 1883 - 203 Seiten
Tells the familiar story of a love triangle.
 

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Seite 61 - The one of th' other may be said to water Their intertangled roots of love ; but I And she (I sigh and spoke of) were things innocent, Loved for we did, and like the elements That know not what, nor why, yet do effect Rare issues by their operance ; our souls Did so to one another : what she...
Seite 49 - The beaks of ravens, talons of the kites, And pecks of crows, in the foul fields of Thebes: He will not suffer us to burn their bones, To urn their ashes, nor to take th...
Seite 194 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that, which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness.
Seite 133 - Upon man's wife, nor would the libels read Of liberal wits ; I never at great feasts Sought to betray a beauty...
Seite 69 - The sweet embraces of a loving wife, Loaden with kisses, arm'd with thousand Cupids, Shall never clasp our necks ; no issue know us, No figures of ourselves shall we e'er see, To glad our age, and like young eagles teach 'em Boldly to gaze against bright arms, and say " Remember what your fathers were, and conquer...
Seite 5 - I have been told by some anciently conversant with the stage, that it was not originally his, but brought by a private author to be acted, and he only gave some master-touches to one or two of the principal parts or characters...
Seite 50 - Speak't in a woman's key, like such a woman As any of us three; weep ere you fail; Lend us a knee; But touch the ground for us no longer time Than a dove's motion when the head's plucked off; Tell him, if he i...
Seite 69 - The fair-eyed maids shall weep our banishments, And in their songs curse ever-blinded Fortune, Till she for shame see what a wrong she has done To youth and nature. This is all our world: We shall know nothing here, but one another; Hear nothing, but the clock that tells our woes. The vine shall grow, but we shall never see it : Summer shall come, and with her all delights, But dead-cold winter must inhabit here still.
Seite 30 - From musical coinage, why, it was a note Whereon her spirits would sojourn, — rather dwell on, And sing it in her slumbers : this rehearsal — Which, every innocent wots well, comes in Like old importment's bastard — has this end, That the true love 'tween maid and maid may be More than in sex dividual.
Seite 134 - In mortal bosoms, whose chase is this world, And we in herds thy game, I give thee thanks For this fair token, which, being laid unto Mine innocent true heart, arms in assurance My body to this business ! — Let us rise And bow before the goddess ; time comes on.

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