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O comfort-killing Night, image of hell! Dim register and notary of shame! Black stage for tragedies and murders fell! Vast, sin-concealing chaos! nurse of blame! Blind, muffled bawd! dark harbor for defame! Grim cave of death! whispering conspirator With close-tongued treason and the ravisher! - [Night] O dishonest wretch! Wilt thou be made a man out of my vice? - [Vice] O dissembling courtesy! how fine this tyrant can tickle where she wounds! - [Courtesy] O earth! I will befriend thee more with rain than youthful April shall with all his showers; in summer's drought I'll drop upon thee still. - [Rain] O father, what a hell of witchcraft lies In the small orb of one particular tear! - [Tears] O God! O God! How weary, stale, fiat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world! - [Despair] O hateful Error, Melancholy's child! Why dost thou show to the apt thoughts of men The things that are not? O Error, soon conceiv'd, Thou never com'st unto a happy birth, But kill'st the mother that engender'd thee. - [Error] O heaven! that one might read the book of fate, and see the revolution of the times. - [Future] O heaven, that such companions thou 'ldst unfold, and put in every honest hand a whip to lash the rascals naked through the world. - [Retribution] O heavens! that one might read the book of fate, And see the revolutions of the times Make mountains level, and the continent, (Weary of solid firmness,) melt itself Into the sea. - [Future] O if this were seen! The happiest youth--viewing his progress through What perils past, what crosses to ensue-- Would shut the book, and sit him down and die. - [Future] O Lord, that lends me life, lend me a heart replete with thankfulness. - [Gratitude] O mighty Caesar! dost thou lie so low? Are all thy conquests, glories, triumphs, spoils, shrunk to this little measure? - [Death] O monstrous arrogance, thou liest, thou thread, Thou thimble, Thou yard, three-quarters, half-yard, quarter, nail, Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter-cricket, thou:-- Brav'd in mine own house with a skein of thread! Away thou rag, thou quantity, thou remnant; Or I shall so be-mete thee with thy yard, As thou shalt think on prating whilst thou liv'st! - [Tailors] O place and greatness! millions of false eyes Are stuck upon thee; volumes of reports Run with these false and most contrarious quests Upon thy doings: thousand escapes of wit Make thee the father of their idle dream, And wrack thee in their fancies. - [Office] O polish'd perturbation! golden care! That keep'st the ports of slumber open wide To many a watchful night! sleep with it now! Yet not so sound and half so deeply sweet As he whose brow with homely biggen bound Snores out the watch of night. - [Sleep] O sir, you are old; nature in you stands on the very verge of her confine; you should be ruled and led by some discretion, that discerns your fate better than you yourself. - [Age] O that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains! that we should with joy, pleasance, revel, and applause, transform ourselves into beasts! - [Drunkenness] O that you could turn your eyes towards the napes of your necks, and make but an interior survey of your good selves! - [Self-examination] O the world is but a word; were it all yours to give it in a breath, how quickly were it gone! - [Generosity] O theft most base, that we have stolen what we do fear to keep! - [Theft] O thou sweet king-killer, and dear divorce Twixt natural son and sire! thou bright defiler Of hymen's purest bed! thou valiant Mars! Thou ever young, fresh, lov'd, and delicate wooer, Whose blush doth thaw the consecrated snow That lies on Dian's lip! thou visible god, That solder'st close impossibilities, And mak'st them kiss! and speak'st with every tongue, To every purpose! - [Gold] O thou that dost inhabit in my breast, leave not the mansion so long tenantless; lest, growing ruinous, the building fall and leave no memory of what it was! - [Separation] O thou who dost inhabit in my breast; Leave not the mansion so long tenantless; Lest growing ruinous the building fall, And leave no memory of what it was. - [Absence] O thoughts of men accurst! Past and to come seems best; things present, worst. - [Discontent] Displaying page 36 of 187 for this author: << Prev Next >> 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 [36] 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98 99 100 101 102 103 104 105 106 107 108 109 110 111 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 120 121 122 123 124 125 126 127 128 129 130 131 132 133 134 135 136 137 138 139 140 141 142 143 144 145 146 147 148 149 150 151 152 153 154 155 156 157 158 159 160 161 162 163 164 165 166 167 168 169 170 171 172 173 174 175 176 177 178 179 180 181 182 183 184 185 186 187
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