The Works of William Shakespeare, 第 8 卷Chapman and Hall, 1866 |
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第 16 頁
... tears . Dio . I'll do my best , sir . Cle . This Tharsus , o'er which I have the government , A city on whom Plenty held full hand , For Riches strew'd herself even in the streets ; ( 43 ) Whose towers bore heads so high they kiss'd the ...
... tears . Dio . I'll do my best , sir . Cle . This Tharsus , o'er which I have the government , A city on whom Plenty held full hand , For Riches strew'd herself even in the streets ; ( 43 ) Whose towers bore heads so high they kiss'd the ...
第 17 頁
... tears ! The misery of Tharsus may be theirs . Enter a Lord . Lord . Where's the lord governor ? Cle . Here . Speak out thy sorrows which thou bring'st in haste , For comfort is too far for us t ' expect . Lord . We have descried , upon ...
... tears ! The misery of Tharsus may be theirs . Enter a Lord . Lord . Where's the lord governor ? Cle . Here . Speak out thy sorrows which thou bring'st in haste , For comfort is too far for us t ' expect . Lord . We have descried , upon ...
第 18 頁
... tears , ( 48 ) But to relieve them of their heavy load ; And these our ships , you happily may think Are like the Trojan horse was stuff'd within With bloody veins , ( 49 ) expecting overthrow , Are stor'd with corn to make your needy ...
... tears , ( 48 ) But to relieve them of their heavy load ; And these our ships , you happily may think Are like the Trojan horse was stuff'd within With bloody veins , ( 49 ) expecting overthrow , Are stor'd with corn to make your needy ...
第 43 頁
... tears , Lychorida , no tears : Look to your little mistress , on whose grace You may depend hereafter . - Come , my lord . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . Ephesus . A room in CERIMON's house . Enter CERIMON and THAISA . Cer . Madam , this letter ...
... tears , Lychorida , no tears : Look to your little mistress , on whose grace You may depend hereafter . - Come , my lord . [ Exeunt . SCENE IV . Ephesus . A room in CERIMON's house . Enter CERIMON and THAISA . Cer . Madam , this letter ...
第 55 頁
... tears o'ershower'd , Leaves Tharsus , and again embarks . He swears Never to wash his face , nor cut his hairs : He puts on sackcloth , and to sea . He bears A tempest , which his mortal vessel tears , And yet he rides it out . Now ...
... tears o'ershower'd , Leaves Tharsus , and again embarks . He swears Never to wash his face , nor cut his hairs : He puts on sackcloth , and to sea . He bears A tempest , which his mortal vessel tears , And yet he rides it out . Now ...
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第 404 頁 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
第 407 頁 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
第 413 頁 - Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait, On purpose laid to make the taker mad : Mad in pursuit, and in possession so ; Had, having, and...
第 407 頁 - Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
第 397 頁 - And yet this time remov'd was summer's time ; The teeming autumn, big with rich increase, Bearing the wanton burden of the prime, Like widow'd wombs after their lords...
第 362 頁 - Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tired ; But then begins a journey in my head...
第 365 頁 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
第 409 頁 - Not by our feeling, but by others' seeing : For why should others' false adulterate eyes Give salutation to my sportive blood ? Or on my frailties why are frailer spies, Which in their wills count bad what I think good ? No, I am that I am ; and they that level At my abuses, reckon up their own : I may be straight, though they themselves be bevel. By their rank thoughts my deeds must not be shown ; Unless this general evil they maintain, All men are bad, and in their badness reign.
第 364 頁 - Hath dear religious love stolen from mine eye As interest of the dead, which now appear But things remov'd that hidden in thee lie ! Thou art the grave where buried love doth live, Hung with the trophies of my lovers gone, Who all their parts of me to thee did give; That due of many now is thine alone : Their images I lov'd I view in thee, And thou, all they, hast all the all of me.
第 359 頁 - A man in hue, all hues in his controlling, Which steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth. And for a woman wert thou first created, Till Nature as she wrought thee fell a-doting, And by addition me of thee defeated By adding one thing to my purpose nothing. But since she prick'd thee out for women's pleasure, Mine be thy love, and thy love's use their treasure.