Ariel singsWhere the punishment sucks, over there suck I:In a cowslip"s bell ns lie;There ns couch when owls perform cry.On the bat"s ago I do flyAfter summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall ns live nowUnder the blossom the hangs top top the bough.


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William Shakespeare, pertained to as the foremost dramatist the his time, wrote much more than thirty theatre and much more than one hundreds sonnets, all written in the kind of 3 quatrains and also a couplet that is now well-known as Shakespearean.


But, lo! from soon a copse that neighbours by,A breeding jennet, lusty, young, and also proud,Adonis" trampling kurser doth espy,And soon she rushes, snorts and neighs aloud; The strong-neck"d steed, gift tied depend a tree, Breaketh his rein, and also to her directly goes he.Imperiously the leaps, the neighs, the bounds,And currently his woven girths he division asunder;The bearing planet with his hard hoof that wounds,Whose hole womb resounds choose heaven"s thunder; The iron bit he crushes "tween his teeth controlling what that was regulated with.His ears up-prick"d; his braided hanging maneUpon his compass"d crest currently stand on end;His nostrils drink the air, and also forth again,As native a furnace, vapours doth the send: His eye, i beg your pardon scornfully glisters favor fire, mirrors his hot courage and his high desire.Sometime she trots, as if he told the steps,With tenderness majesty and also modest pride;Anon that rears upright, curvets and leaps,As who need to say, "Lo! for this reason my toughness is tried; and this I do to captivate the eye that the fair breeder that is stand by."What recketh that his rider"s upset stir,His flattering "Holla," or his "Stand, ns say?"What cares he now for curb that pricking spur?For rich caparisons or trapping gay? that sees his love, and nothing rather he sees, no one nothing else with his proud vision agrees.Look, once a painter would certainly surpass the life, In limning out a well-proportion"d steed,His art v nature"s workmanship at strife,As if the dead the living should exceed; for this reason did this equine excel a common one, In shape, in courage, colour, pace and boneRound-hoof"d, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long,Broad breast, complete eye, tiny head, and nostril wide,High crest, quick ears, right legs and passing strong,Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide: Look, what a equine should have he did no lack, conserve a proud rider on for this reason proud a back.Sometimes he scuds much off, and there the stares;Anon the starts at stirring that a feather;To bid the wind a gyeongju he now prepares,And whe"r he run or fly they recognize not whether; For through his mane and also tail the high wind sings, Fanning the hairs, that wave prefer feather"d wings.He looks top top his love, and also neighs depend her;She answers him together if she knew his mind;Being proud, together females are, to watch him woo her,She puts on outside strangeness, appears unkind, Spurns in ~ his love and also scorns the heat he feels, Beating his type embracements through her heels.Then, prefer a melancholy malcontent,He vails his tail that, choose a falling plumeCool shadow to his melting buttock lent:He stamps, and bites the negative flies in his fume. His love, perceiving how he is enrag"d, flourished kinder, and also his rage was assuag"d.His testy master goeth about to take him;When lo! the unback"d breeder, full of fear,Jealous the catching, promptly doth forsake him,With she the horse, and left Adonis there. As they to be mad, depend the hardwood they hurry them, Out-stripping crows that strive come over-fly them. Ns prophesy lock death, my life sorrow, If you encounter through the boar to-morrow."But if thou needs wilt hunt, be rul"d through me;Uncouple at the timorous flying hare,Or at the fox which lives by subtlety,Or in ~ the roe i m sorry no encounter dare: go after these fearful creatures o"er the downs, and also on lock well-breath"d steed keep through they hounds."And as soon as thou hast on food the purblind hare,Mark the bad wretch, to overshoot his troublesHow the outruns with winds, and with what careHe cranks and also crosses with a thousands doubles: The many musits through the which the goes Are favor a labyrinth to amaze his foes."Sometime that runs among a i m crying of sheep,To do the shrewd hounds mistake your smell,And sometime where earth-delving conies keep,To prevent the according to pursuers in your yell, and sometime sorteth v a herd the deer; danger deviseth shifts; wit waits on fear:"For there his smell with various other being mingled,The hot scent-snuffing hounds are pushed to doubt,Ceasing your clamorous cry it rotates they have singled With much ado the cold fault cleanly out; Then perform they invest their mouths: Echo replies, together if another chase to be in the skies."By this, negative Wat, much off ~ above a hill,Stands on his hinder legs through listening ear,To hearken if his foes pursue him still:Anon their loud alarums the doth hear; and now his grief might be contrasted well come one sore sick the hears the passing-bell."Then shalt thou check out the dew-bedabbled wretchTurn, and return, indenting with the way;Each envious briar his weary foot doth scratch,Each shadow renders him stop, each murmur stay: because that misery is trodden on by many, and also being low never ever reliev"d by any."Lie quietly, and also hear a small more;Nay, execute not struggle, for thou shalt not rise:To make thee dislike the hunting of the boar,Unlike myself she hear"st me moralize, applying this come that, and also so to so; for love have the right to comment ~ above every woe."

Come depend these yellow sands, and then take it hands:Court"sied when you have, and kiss"d,-- The wild waves whist--Foot that featly here and there;And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear. Hark, hark! Bow, wow, The watch-dogs bark: Bow, wow.Hark, hark! ns hearThe stress, overload of strutting chanticleerCry, Cock-a-diddle-dow! --from The tempest Tell me whereby is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? just how begot, just how nourishèd? Reply, reply. The is engender"d in the eyes; with gazing fed; and an elaborate dies In the cradle wherein it lies. Let us all ring Fancy"s knell: I"ll begin it,--Ding, dong, bell! All. Ding, dong, bell! --from The merchant of Venice whereby the punishment sucks, there suck I: In a cowslip"s bell ns lie; There i couch once owls execute cry. ~ above the bat"s ago I do fly after ~ summer merrily: Merrily, merrily, shall i live now, Under the blossom that hangs top top the bough. -from The Tempest




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Blow, blow, you winter wind, thou art not so unkind as man"s ingratitude; Thy tooth is not so keen, because thou art not seen, Although her breath be rude.Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! depend the eco-friendly holly:Most friendship is feigning, most loving only folly: Then, heigh-ho, the holly! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitterness sky, that does not bite therefore nigh together benefits forgot: though thou the waters warp, her sting is no so sharp together friend mental not.Heigh-ho! sing . . .