The Works of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Recently Discovered Portfolio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript Emendations ; with a History of the Stage, a Life of the Poet, and an Introduction to Each Play, 第 5 卷Redfield, 1853 |
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... grace , Thrust Talbot with a spear into the back ; Whom all France , with their chief assembled strength , Durst not presume to look once in the face . Bed . Is Talbot slain ? then , I will slay myself , For living idly here in pomp and ...
... grace , Thrust Talbot with a spear into the back ; Whom all France , with their chief assembled strength , Durst not presume to look once in the face . Bed . Is Talbot slain ? then , I will slay myself , For living idly here in pomp and ...
第 22 頁
... grace . The prince's espials have informed me , How the English , in the suburbs close entrench'd , Wont through a secret grate of iron bars In yonder tower , to overpeer the city ; And thence discover , how , with most advantage , They ...
... grace . The prince's espials have informed me , How the English , in the suburbs close entrench'd , Wont through a secret grate of iron bars In yonder tower , to overpeer the city ; And thence discover , how , with most advantage , They ...
第 30 頁
... grace , His new - come champion , virtuous Joan of Arc , Nor any of his false confederates . Bed . ' T is thought , lord Talbot , when the fight began , Rous'd on the sudden from their drowsy beds , They did , amongst the troops of ...
... grace , His new - come champion , virtuous Joan of Arc , Nor any of his false confederates . Bed . ' T is thought , lord Talbot , when the fight began , Rous'd on the sudden from their drowsy beds , They did , amongst the troops of ...
第 35 頁
... grace the yeoman , by conversing with him . War . Now , by God's will , thou wrong'st him , Somer- set : His grandfather was Lionel , duke of Clarence , Third son to the third Edward , king of England . Spring crestless yeomen from so ...
... grace the yeoman , by conversing with him . War . Now , by God's will , thou wrong'st him , Somer- set : His grandfather was Lionel , duke of Clarence , Third son to the third Edward , king of England . Spring crestless yeomen from so ...
第 42 頁
... grace protector to the king ? Plan . Plantagenet , I see , must hold his tongue ; [ Aside . Lest it be said , " Speak , sirrah , when you should ; Must your bold verdict enter talk with , lords ? " Else would I have a fling at ...
... grace protector to the king ? Plan . Plantagenet , I see , must hold his tongue ; [ Aside . Lest it be said , " Speak , sirrah , when you should ; Must your bold verdict enter talk with , lords ? " Else would I have a fling at ...
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第 419 頁 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
第 419 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 419 頁 - This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
第 421 頁 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; 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, 0 Cromwell, Thou fall'st, a blessed martyr.
第 280 頁 - 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 421 頁 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in ,• A sure and safe one, though thy...
第 259 頁 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
第 11 頁 - Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night! Comets, importing change of times and states, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky, And with them scourge the bad revolting stars That have consented unto Henry's death!
第 200 頁 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand-fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, • His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
第 280 頁 - t were to buy a world of happy days. So full of dismal terror was the time.