 | Charles Knight - 1849 - 582 sidor
...VOO, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above a mortal pitch, that struck me dea*i ' No, neither he, nor his compeers by nigfcGiving him aid, my verse astonished. He, nor that... | |
 | Charles Knight - 1849 - 574 sidor
...you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above a mortal piteh, that struck me dead, ? No, neither he, nor his compeers by night Giving him aid, my verse astonished.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 484 sidor
...you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew ? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above...affable familiar ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence,1 As victors, of my silence cannot boast ; 1 was not sick of any fear from thence. But... | |
 | 1876 - 602 sidor
...particular he was aided by Sir Walter Aston, who took an exceeding and active interest in its progress. " No, neither he nor his compeers by night Giving him...ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence," is in allusion to these helpers. By Fits Geoffrey, a divine and poet, writing towards the end of the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 458 sidor
...you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew ? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above...familiar ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence, 1 As victors, of my silence cannot boast; I was not sick of any fear from thence. But when your countenance... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 446 sidor
...you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew ? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above...affable familiar ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence,1 As victors, of my silence cannot boast ; I was not sick of any fear from thence. But... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 548 sidor
...you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew ? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above...nor his compeers by night Giving him aid, my verse asiomshed. si~ He, nor that affable familiar gfipSt Which nightly gulls him witli intelligence,* As... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 546 sidor
...you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew ? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above...me dead ? No, neither he, nor his compeers by night He, nor that affable familiar ghost Giving him aid, my verse astonished. Which nightly gulls him with... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1851 - 624 sidor
...n. What night-rule now about this haunted grove. Nightly gulls him with intelligence. So. Ixxxvi. n. He, nor that affable familiar ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence. Nights of the earlv summer of the north of Europe. II. i. l,i. But, look, the morn, &c. Nile, rise... | |
 | William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier - 1853 - 484 sidor
...precious you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inherse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above...of any fear from thence : But when your countenance filTd up his line, Then lack'd I matter ; that enfeebled mine. LXXXVII. Farewell : thou art too dear... | |
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Was it the proud full sail of his great verse, Bound for the prize of all too precious you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write, Above a mortal pitch,... 
