Shakspeare's tragedy of Antony and Cleopatra, with illustrative and explanatory notes by J. Hunter

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第 149 頁 - I am fire, and air; my other elements I give to baser life. So, have you done? Come then, and take the last warmth of my lips. Farewell kind Charmian, Iras, long farewell.
第 144 頁 - He words me, girls, he words me, that I should not Be noble to myself: but, hark thee, Charmian. [ Whispers Charmian, Iras. Finish, good lady ; the bright day is done, And we are for the dark.
第 140 頁 - His legs bestrid the ocean, his rear'd arm Crested the world: his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends : But when he meant to quail, and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
第 150 頁 - With thy sharp teeth this knot intrinsicate Of life at once untie: poor venomous fool, Be angry, and dispatch.
第 28 頁 - We, ignorant of ourselves, Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers Deny us for our good ; so find we profit, By losing of our prayers.
第 136 頁 - My desolation does begin to make A better life : Tis paltry to be Caesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will ; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's.
第 131 頁 - We'll bury him ; and then, what's brave, what's noble, Let's do it after the high Roman fashion, And make death proud to take us.
第 23 頁 - s name strikes more Than could his war resisted. GCSAR. Antony, Leave thy lascivious wassails. When thou once Was beaten from Modena, where thou slew'st Hirtius and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel Did famine follow; whom thou fought'st against, Though daintily brought up, with patience more Than savages could suffer. Thou didst drink The stale of horses and the gilded puddle Which beasts would cough at.
第 58 頁 - They take the flow o' the Nile By certain scales i' the pyramid ; they know, By the height, the lowness, or the mean, if dearth Or foison follow. The higher Nilus swells, The more it promises : as it ebbs, the seedsman Upon the slime and ooze scatters his grain, A.nd shortly comes to harvest.
第 88 頁 - Egypt, thou knew'st too well My heart was to thy rudder tied by the strings, And thou shouldst tow me after: O'er my spirit Thy full supremacy thou knew'st ; and that Thy beck might from the bidding of the gods Command me. Cleo. О, my pardon. Ant. Now I must To the young man send humble treaties, dodge And palter in the shifts of lowness ; who With half the bulk o' the world play'd as I pleas'd, Making and marring fortunes.