The Complete Dramatic and Poetic Works of William ShakespeareHoughton, Mifflin Company, 1906 - 1237页 |
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... kind of inference we are discussing . III The height of Shakespeare's preeminence has frequently led to a manner of speaking which sets him apart from his kind as something abnormal and unaccountable . Without entering into a discussion ...
... kind of inference we are discussing . III The height of Shakespeare's preeminence has frequently led to a manner of speaking which sets him apart from his kind as something abnormal and unaccountable . Without entering into a discussion ...
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... kind of jollity . Ant . S. For what reason ? Dro . S. For two ; and sound ones too . Ant . S. Nay , not sound , I Dro . S. Sure ones , then . pray you . 00 Ant . S. Nay , not sure , in a thing falsing . 25 Dro . S. Certain ones , then ...
... kind of jollity . Ant . S. For what reason ? Dro . S. For two ; and sound ones too . Ant . S. Nay , not sound , I Dro . S. Sure ones , then . pray you . 00 Ant . S. Nay , not sure , in a thing falsing . 25 Dro . S. Certain ones , then ...
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William Shakespeare William Allan Neilson. Look , here is writ " kind Julia . " Unkind Julia ! As in revenge of thy ingratitude , 110 I throw thy name against the bruising stones , Trampling contemptuously on thy disdain . And here is ...
William Shakespeare William Allan Neilson. Look , here is writ " kind Julia . " Unkind Julia ! As in revenge of thy ingratitude , 110 I throw thy name against the bruising stones , Trampling contemptuously on thy disdain . And here is ...
第58页
... kind of the Launces have this very fault . I have receiv'd my proportion , like the prodigious son , and am going with Sir Proteus to the Imperial's court . I think Crab [ my dog be the sourest - natured dog that lives . My mother ...
... kind of the Launces have this very fault . I have receiv'd my proportion , like the prodigious son , and am going with Sir Proteus to the Imperial's court . I think Crab [ my dog be the sourest - natured dog that lives . My mother ...
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... kind love I do conjure thee , Who art the table wherein all my thoughts Are visibly character'd and engrav'd , To lesson me and tell me some good mean How , with my honour , I may undertake A journey to my loving Proteus . Luc . Alas ...
... kind love I do conjure thee , Who art the table wherein all my thoughts Are visibly character'd and engrav'd , To lesson me and tell me some good mean How , with my honour , I may undertake A journey to my loving Proteus . Luc . Alas ...
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第216页 - With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well...
第30页 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
第264页 - Each thing meets In mere oppugnancy. The bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores And make a sop of all this solid globe; Strength should be lord of imbecility, And the rude son should strike his father dead ; Force should be right ; or rather, right and wrong (Between whose endless jar justice resides) Should lose their names, and so should justice too. Then everything includes itself in power, Power into will, will into appetite ; And appetite, an universal wolf, So doubly...
第187页 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, but let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
第79页 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be : In their gold coats spots you see ; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours : I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
第110页 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? revenge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy you teach me I will execute ; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
第468页 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on ; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
第433页 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that...
第404页 - Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke: Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.