Chamber's household edition of the dramatic works of William Shakespeare, ed. by R. Carruthers and W. Chambers, 第 27 部分,第 2 卷 |
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第10页
... thank my cold blood , I am of your humour for that : I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me . Bene . ' Heaven ' keep your ladyship still in that mind ! so some gentleman or other shall ' scape a ...
... thank my cold blood , I am of your humour for that : I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man swear he loves me . Bene . ' Heaven ' keep your ladyship still in that mind ! so some gentleman or other shall ' scape a ...
第11页
... thank you : I am not of many words , but I thank you . Leon . Please it your grace lead on ? D. Pedro . Your hand , Leonato ; we will go together . [ Exeunt all but BENEDICK and CLAUDIO . Claud . Benedick , didst thou note the daughter ...
... thank you : I am not of many words , but I thank you . Leon . Please it your grace lead on ? D. Pedro . Your hand , Leonato ; we will go together . [ Exeunt all but BENEDICK and CLAUDIO . Claud . Benedick , didst thou note the daughter ...
第13页
... thank her ; that she brought me up , I likewise give her most humble thanks : but that I will have a recheat winded in my forehead , or hang my bugle in an invisible baldrick , all women shall pardon me : Because I will not do them the ...
... thank her ; that she brought me up , I likewise give her most humble thanks : but that I will have a recheat winded in my forehead , or hang my bugle in an invisible baldrick , all women shall pardon me : Because I will not do them the ...
第25页
... thank it , poor fool ; it keeps on the windy side of care . - 1 -My cousin tells him in his car that he is in her heart . Claud . And so she doth , cousin . Beat . For alliance ! -Thus goes every one to the world but I , and I am sun ...
... thank it , poor fool ; it keeps on the windy side of care . - 1 -My cousin tells him in his car that he is in her heart . Claud . And so she doth , cousin . Beat . For alliance ! -Thus goes every one to the world but I , and I am sun ...
第35页
... thank you for your pains . Beat . I took no more pains for those thanks , than you take pains to thank me ; if it had been painful I would not have come . Bene . You take pleasure , then , in the message ? Beat . Yea , just so much as ...
... thank you for your pains . Beat . I took no more pains for those thanks , than you take pains to thank me ; if it had been painful I would not have come . Bene . You take pleasure , then , in the message ? Beat . Yea , just so much as ...
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热门引用章节
第10页 - That to the observer doth thy history Fully unfold. Thyself and thy belongings Are not thine own so proper, as to waste Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee. Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
第48页 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice...
第24页 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
第24页 - The seasons' difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say ' This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.' Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life exempt from public haunt Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones and good in...
第44页 - Be absolute for death ; either death, or life, Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with Life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep : a breath thou art...
第39页 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
第31页 - Well believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does.
第39页 - With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
第80页 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring.
第30页 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.