The Works of William Shakespeare, 第 1 卷 |
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第 23 頁
Th ' occasion speaks thee ; and My strong imagination sees a crown Dropping
upon thy head . What ! art thou waking ? Ant . Do you not hear me speak ? Seb . I
do ; and surely , It is a sleepy language , and thou speak ' st Out of thy sleep .
Th ' occasion speaks thee ; and My strong imagination sees a crown Dropping
upon thy head . What ! art thou waking ? Ant . Do you not hear me speak ? Seb . I
do ; and surely , It is a sleepy language , and thou speak ' st Out of thy sleep .
第 27 頁
If it should thunder , as it did before , I know not where to hide my head : yond '
same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailfuls . — What have we here ? a man or
a fish ? Dead or alive ? A fish : he smells like a fish ; a very ancient and fish - like
...
If it should thunder , as it did before , I know not where to hide my head : yond '
same cloud cannot choose but fall by pailfuls . — What have we here ? a man or
a fish ? Dead or alive ? A fish : he smells like a fish ; a very ancient and fish - like
...
第 34 頁
Drink , servant - monster , when I bid thee ; thy eyes are almost set in thy head .
Trin . Where should they be set else ? he were a brave monster indeed , if they
were set in his tail . Ste . My man - monster hath drowned his tongue in sack : for
my ...
Drink , servant - monster , when I bid thee ; thy eyes are almost set in thy head .
Trin . Where should they be set else ? he were a brave monster indeed , if they
were set in his tail . Ste . My man - monster hath drowned his tongue in sack : for
my ...
第 36 頁
and Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys . — Dost thou like the plot , Trinculo ?
Trin . Excellent . Ște , Give me thy hand : I am sorry I beat thee ; but , while thou
livest , keep a good tongue in thy head . Cal . Within this half hour will he be
asleep ...
and Trinculo and thyself shall be viceroys . — Dost thou like the plot , Trinculo ?
Trin . Excellent . Ște , Give me thy hand : I am sorry I beat thee ; but , while thou
livest , keep a good tongue in thy head . Cal . Within this half hour will he be
asleep ...
第 38 頁
When we were boys , Who would believe that there were mountaineers Dew -
lapp ' d like bulls , whose throats had hanging at them Wallets of flesh ? or that
there were such men , Whose heads stood in their breasts ? which now we find ...
When we were boys , Who would believe that there were mountaineers Dew -
lapp ' d like bulls , whose throats had hanging at them Wallets of flesh ? or that
there were such men , Whose heads stood in their breasts ? which now we find ...
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第 552 頁 - ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly : Then, heigh, ho ! the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot: Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp, As friend
第 517 頁 - sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank .' Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica : look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold : There 's not the smallest orb
第 lii 頁 - which good natures Could not abide to be with; therefore wast thou Deservedly confin'd into this rock, Who hadst deserv'd more than a prison. Cal. You taught me language ; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse. The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro. Hag-seed, hence! To answer other business.
第 x 頁 - I loved the man, and do honour his memory (on this side idolatry) as much as any. He was indeed honest, and of an open and free nature; had an excellent fancy, brave notions, and gentle expressions, wherein he flowed with that facility, that sometimes it was necessary he should be stopped.
第 422 頁 - Ye spotted snakes, with double tongue. Thorny hedge-hogs, be not seen ; Newts, and blind-worms, do no wrong ; Come not near our fairy queen : Chorus. Philomel, with melody, Sing in our sweet lullaby ; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby : Never harm, Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh ; So, good night, with lullaby. i
第 xlviii 頁 - ARIEL. Ari. All hail, great master! grave Sir, hail! I come To answer thy best pleasure ; be't to fly, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride On the curl'd clouds : to thy strong bidding task Ariel, and all his quality. Pro. Hast thou, spirit, Perform'd to point the tempest that I bade thee
第 517 頁 - an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-ey'd cherubins,— Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it. Enter Musicians. Come, ho ! and wake Diana with a hymn : With sweetest touches pierce your mistress' ear, And draw her home with music.
第 540 頁 - That their discharge did stretch his leathern coat Almost to bursting; and the big round tears Cours'd one another down his innocent nose In piteous chase; and thus the hairy fool, Much marked of the melancholy Jaques, Stood on the extremest verge of the swift brook, Augmenting it with tears. Duke S. But what said Jaques
第 582 頁 - In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding: Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, These pretty country folks would lie, In the spring time, &c. This carol they began that hour,
第 429 頁 - night tapers crop their waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, To have my love to bed, and to arise ; And pluck the wings from painted butterflies, To fan the moon-beams from his sleeping eyes: Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies. Peas. Hail, mortal! Cob. Hail! Moth. Hail! Mus. Hail!
書目資訊
| 書名 | The Works of William Shakespeare, 第 1 卷 The Works of William Shakespeare, William Shakespeare |
| 作者 | William Shakespeare |
| 編者 | Charles Cowden Clarke, Mary Cowden Clarke |
| 出版者 | Bickers and Son, 1864 |
| 來源： | 哈佛大學 |
| 已數位化 | 2006年2月9日 |
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