The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: King Lear. Romeo and Juliet. Hamlet. OthelloPhillips, Sampson, 1851 - 38页 |
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第11页
... Tell me , my daughters , ( Since now we will divest us , both of rule , Interest of territory , cares of state , 2 ) Which of you , shall we say , doth love us most ? That we our largest bounty may extend Where merit doth most challenge ...
... Tell me , my daughters , ( Since now we will divest us , both of rule , Interest of territory , cares of state , 2 ) Which of you , shall we say , doth love us most ? That we our largest bounty may extend Where merit doth most challenge ...
第15页
... tell thee , thou dost evil . Lear . Hear me , recreant ! On thine allegiance , hear me ! -- Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow , ( Which we durst never yet , ) and , with strained pride , To come betwixt our sentence and ...
... tell thee , thou dost evil . Lear . Hear me , recreant ! On thine allegiance , hear me ! -- Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow , ( Which we durst never yet , ) and , with strained pride , To come betwixt our sentence and ...
第16页
... tell you all her wealth . - For you , great king , [ TO FRANCE . 1 A quest is a seeking or pursuit : the expedition in which a knight was engaged is often so named in the Faerie Queen . Seeming here means specious . 3 i . e . ouins . 4 ...
... tell you all her wealth . - For you , great king , [ TO FRANCE . 1 A quest is a seeking or pursuit : the expedition in which a knight was engaged is often so named in the Faerie Queen . Seeming here means specious . 3 i . e . ouins . 4 ...
第30页
... tell my daughter I would speak with her Go you , and call hither my fool.- Re - enter Steward . O you sir , you sir , come you hither . Who am I , sir ? Stew . My lady's father . Lear . My lady's father ! my lord's knave ; you whoreson ...
... tell my daughter I would speak with her Go you , and call hither my fool.- Re - enter Steward . O you sir , you sir , come you hither . Who am I , sir ? Stew . My lady's father . Lear . My lady's father ! my lord's knave ; you whoreson ...
第32页
... tell him , so much the rent of his land comes to ; he will not believe a fool . [ To KENT . Lear . A bitter fool ! Fool . Dost thou know the difference , my boy , between a bitter fool and a sweet fool ? Lear . [ No , lad ; teach me ...
... tell him , so much the rent of his land comes to ; he will not believe a fool . [ To KENT . Lear . A bitter fool ! Fool . Dost thou know the difference , my boy , between a bitter fool and a sweet fool ? Lear . [ No , lad ; teach me ...
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第306页 - O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit, That, from her working, all his visage wann'd ; Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit ? And all for nothing...
第208页 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
第456页 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands ; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed.
第331页 - In the corrupted currents of this world, Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law; but 'tis not so above; There is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature, and we ourselves compell'd, Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence.
第72页 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
第13页 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all ? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty : Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
第349页 - Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say, This thing's to do ; Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do't.
第431页 - Twere now to be most happy; for, I fear, My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
第133页 - The weight of this sad time we must obey ; Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most : we, that are young, Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
第169页 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...