Studies of ShakspereG. Routledge, 1868 - 560 頁 |
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第 5 頁
... hath this day His men of might , in his own sight , All young children to slay . That woe is me , poor child , for thee , And ever mourn and say , For thy parting neither say nor sing By , by , lully , lullay . ” The shepherds again ...
... hath this day His men of might , in his own sight , All young children to slay . That woe is me , poor child , for thee , And ever mourn and say , For thy parting neither say nor sing By , by , lully , lullay . ” The shepherds again ...
第 16 頁
... hath brought in all that Poetry can sing , so hath he sought out every strain that Music is able to pipe , and drawn all kinds of instruments into that compass , simple and mixed . For the eye , beside the beauty of the houses and the ...
... hath brought in all that Poetry can sing , so hath he sought out every strain that Music is able to pipe , and drawn all kinds of instruments into that compass , simple and mixed . For the eye , beside the beauty of the houses and the ...
第 23 頁
... hath no place . These are the plagues , when murder is the mean To make new heirs unto the royal crown . Thus wreak the gods , when that the mother's wrath Nought but the blood of her own child may ' suage . These mischiefs spring when ...
... hath no place . These are the plagues , when murder is the mean To make new heirs unto the royal crown . Thus wreak the gods , when that the mother's wrath Nought but the blood of her own child may ' suage . These mischiefs spring when ...
第 30 頁
... hath not heard of his dissolute and licentious living ; his fond disguising of a Master of Art with ruffianly hair , unseemly apparel , and more unseemly company ; his vainglorious and Thrasonical braving ; his fripperly extem- porizing ...
... hath not heard of his dissolute and licentious living ; his fond disguising of a Master of Art with ruffianly hair , unseemly apparel , and more unseemly company ; his vainglorious and Thrasonical braving ; his fripperly extem- porizing ...
第 32 頁
... hath . " bidden paths . He plunged into the haunts of wild. One of " From jiggling veins of rhyming mother wits , As such conceits as clownage keeps in pay , We'll lead you to the stately tent of war , Where you shall hear the Scythian ...
... hath . " bidden paths . He plunged into the haunts of wild. One of " From jiggling veins of rhyming mother wits , As such conceits as clownage keeps in pay , We'll lead you to the stately tent of war , Where you shall hear the Scythian ...
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第 499 頁 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
第 58 頁 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, modes, shows of grief, That can denote me truly: These, indeed, seem, For they are actions that a man might play : But I have that within, which passeth show; These, but the trappings and the suits of woe.
第 477 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 465 頁 - Past reason hated, as a swallowed bait On purpose laid to make the taker mad; Mad in pursuit and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream All this the world well knows; yet none knows well To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell. cxxx My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips...
第 235 頁 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That in the course of justice none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy, And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
第 470 頁 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
第 415 頁 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
第 452 頁 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war. Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
第 493 頁 - And peace proclaims olives of endless age. Now with the drops of this most balmy time My love looks fresh, and Death to me subscribes, Since spite of him I'll live in this poor rhyme, While he insults o'er dull and speechless tribes. And thou in this shalt find thy monument, When tyrants' crests and tombs of brass are spent.
第 29 頁 - Yes, trust them not, for there is an upstart crow, beautified with our feathers, that with his tiger's heart wrapped in a player's hide, supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes Factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.