Had we but world enough and time, This coyness, lady, were no crime. We would sit down, and think which way To walk, and pass our long love’s day. Thou by the Indian Ganges’ side Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten years before the flood, And you should, if you please, refuse Till the conversion of the Jews. My vegetable love should grow Vaster than empires and more slow; An hundred years should go to praise Thine eyes, and on thy forehead
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a human being. Destiny can frighten you, it challenges the soul and ask it to because something that seems impossible, this is when you know you are on the right track, Isaiah 41:10-11 “fear thou not, for I am with thee, be not dismayed, for I am thy God ,I will strengthen three-year, I will help thee yea, I will uphold thee the right hand of my righteousness. Behold, all they were incensed against thee shall be ashamed and confounded, they shall be as nothing, and they that strive with thee shall
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trust the wonder That's just like a child who has never known pain Bring back the Glory The Glory again Give me a cause that is grand And a reason to stand That calls for the best I can see Something worthy to live for A reason to give Everything that I ever could be O there must be more Take me Lord How I need you to give me A glimpse of eternity You are the Glory You have shown us what life is for You are the Glory Make us like you once more You are the music the trust the wonder
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as "sinne " and "I thee pay" that clearly show us his dissatisfaction. The anger confronts Jonson's faith "seven years thou wert lent to me" because he believes that his son was too young to die and what make his anger bigger is that his son was only seven years old. Jonson tries to justify gods plan by saying that it was "just" or fair for the child to die since he believed that the child was a loan from God and the idea of fatherhood will never be the same for Jonson "Oh could i lose all father
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The tone of illicit and sinful affair is set in Ford’s text as well, by the language such as ‘ suppressed the hidden flames’ where Ford uses natural imagery to present the sheer force of Giovanni’s passion, or Annabella’s ‘For every sigh thou hast spent for me, I have sighed ten’ crying back to her brother. In contrast with Auden’s poem Ford can not afford, in XVII century, to illustrate physical passion in such manner as Auden does, however the stage directions of three kisses as well as Giovanni’s
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JULIET Thou know’st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak tonight. Fain would I dwell on form. Fain, fain deny What I have spoke. But farewell compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say “ay,” And I will take thy word. Yet if thou swear’st Thou mayst prove false. At lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully. Or if thou think’st I am too quickly
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not that I must be about my Father's business? Suffer it to be so now: for thus it becometh us to fulfill all righteousness. It is written, Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of God. It is written again, Thou shalt not tempt the Lord thy God. Get thee behind me, Satan; get thee hence: for it is written, Thou shalt worship the Lord thy God, and him only shalt thou serve. What seek ye? Come and see. Thou art Simon the son of Jona: thou shalt be
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great caesar, thou always fought the opponents of Rome from the front, Now thee receiveth stabbed in the back by thy closest friends. Lest I certain the pain thee got from seeing friends you helped succeed, Betray thee, was a much greater pain got from the stab of the knives on thy back. My beloved Caesar, I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold. Thy blood been shed for the glory and growth of Rome, As thee lov'd Rome like thou would have loved thy son. Thou wast great, thou liv'd great
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seas, our Eden lost! Gladly now I go to give thee this faded life's best, And were it brighter, fresher, or more blest, Still would I give it thee, nor count the cost. 2 On the field of battle, 'mid the frenzy of fight, Others have given their lives, without doubt or heed; The place matters not--cypress or laurel or lily white, Scaffold of open plain, combat or martyrdom's plight, 'Tis ever the same, to serve our home and country's need. 3 I die just when I see the dawn break, Through the
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To be, or not to be: that is the question". - (Act III, Scene I). "Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, and borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry". - (Act I, Scene III). "This above all: to thine own self be true". - (Act I, Scene III). "Though this be madness, yet there is method in 't.". - (Act II, Scene II). "That it should come to this!". - (Act I, Scene II). "There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so". - (Act II, Scene II)
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