William Shakspeare's Complete Works, Dramatic and Poetic, 第 2 卷 |
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They want their porridge, and their fat bull-beeves: Either they must be dieted like
mules, And have their provender tied to their mouths, Or piteous they will look,
like drowned mice. Reig. Let's raise the siege; Why live we idly here? Talbot is ...
They want their porridge, and their fat bull-beeves: Either they must be dieted like
mules, And have their provender tied to their mouths, Or piteous they will look,
like drowned mice. Reig. Let's raise the siege; Why live we idly here? Talbot is ...
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Now it is supper-time in Orleans: Here, through this grate, I can count every one,
And view the Frenchmen how they fortify; Let us look in, the sight will much
delight thee.— Sir Thomas Gargrave, and sir William Glansdale, Let me have
your ...
Now it is supper-time in Orleans: Here, through this grate, I can count every one,
And view the Frenchmen how they fortify; Let us look in, the sight will much
delight thee.— Sir Thomas Gargrave, and sir William Glansdale, Let me have
your ...
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... our roses; For pale they look with fear, as witnessing The truth on our side.
Som. No, Plantagenet, Tis not for fear; but anger, that thy cheeks, Blush for pure
shame, to counterfeit our roses; And yet thy tongue will not confess thy error. Plan
.
... our roses; For pale they look with fear, as witnessing The truth on our side.
Som. No, Plantagenet, Tis not for fear; but anger, that thy cheeks, Blush for pure
shame, to counterfeit our roses; And yet thy tongue will not confess thy error. Plan
.
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Look on thy country, look on fertile France, And see the cities and the towns defac
'd By wasting ruin of the cruel foe! As looks the mother on her lowly babe, When
death doth close his tender dying eyes, See, see, the pining malady of France; ...
Look on thy country, look on fertile France, And see the cities and the towns defac
'd By wasting ruin of the cruel foe! As looks the mother on her lowly babe, When
death doth close his tender dying eyes, See, see, the pining malady of France; ...
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Look to it, lords; let not his smoothing words * Bewitch your hearts; be wise, and
circumspect. “What though the common people favour him, “Calling him—
Humphrey, h good duke of Gloster - “Clapping their hands, and crying with aloud
voice ...
Look to it, lords; let not his smoothing words * Bewitch your hearts; be wise, and
circumspect. “What though the common people favour him, “Calling him—
Humphrey, h good duke of Gloster - “Clapping their hands, and crying with aloud
voice ...
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第 437 頁 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
第 386 頁 - I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, — Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; — And take...
第 242 頁 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him : For I have neither wit...
第 408 頁 - 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 135 頁 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's : then, if thou fall'st...
第 85 頁 - Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
第 134 頁 - O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,* More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
第 66 頁 - God! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.
第 92 頁 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes,) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
第 435 頁 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
書目資訊
| 書名 | William Shakspeare's Complete Works, Dramatic and Poetic, 第 2 卷 William Shakspeare's Complete Works, Dramatic and Poetic, William Shakespeare |
| 作者 | William Shakespeare |
| 出版者 | S. Andrus and Son, 1852 |
| 來源： | 紐約市立圖書館 |
| 已數位化 | 2006年12月29日 |
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