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| John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
| Page 161 |
| William Shakespeare. (1564–1616) (continued) |
| 1894 |
| Like an arrow shot From a well-experienc’d archer hits the mark His eye doth level at. |
| Pericles. Act. i. Sc. 1. |
| 1895 |
| 3 Fish. Master, I marvel how the fishes live in the sea. 1 Fish. Why, as men do a-land: the great ones eat up the little ones. |
| Pericles. Act ii. Sc. 1. |
| 1896 |
| Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear. |
| Venus and Adonis. Line 145. |
| 1897 |
| For he being dead, with him is beauty slain, And, beauty dead, black chaos comes again. |
| Venus and Adonis. Line 1019. |
| 1898 |
| The grass stoops not, she treads on it so light. |
| Venus and Adonis. Line 1027. |
| 1899 |
| For greatest scandal waits on greatest state. |
| Lucrece. Line 1306. |
| 1900 |
| Thou art thy mother’s glass, and she in thee Calls back the lovely April of her prime. |
| Sonnet iii. |
| 1901 |
| And stretched metre of an antique song. |
| Sonnet xvii. |
| 1902 |
| But thy eternal summer shall not fade. |
| Sonnet xviii. |
| 1903 |
| The painful warrior famoused for fight, 1 After a thousand victories, once foil’d, Is from the books of honour razed quite, And all the rest forgot for which he toil’d. |
| Sonnet xxv. |
| 1904 |
| When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time’s waste. |
| Sonnet xxx. |
| 1905 |
| Full many a glorious morning have I seen. |
| Sonnet xxxiii. |
| 1906 |
| My grief lies onward and my joy behind. |
| Sonnet l. |
| Note 1. ”Worth” in White. [back] |
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