Macbeth ; Poems and sonnets. GlossaryBradbury, Agnew, and Company, 1867 |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果，共 12 筆
第 6 頁
... numbers , Assisted by that most disloyal traitor The thane of Cawdor , began a dismal conflict : Till that Bellona's bridegroom , lapp'd in proof , Confronted him with self - comparisons , Point against point , rebellious arm ' gainst ...
... numbers , Assisted by that most disloyal traitor The thane of Cawdor , began a dismal conflict : Till that Bellona's bridegroom , lapp'd in proof , Confronted him with self - comparisons , Point against point , rebellious arm ' gainst ...
第 82 頁
... numbers of our host , and make discovery Err in report of us . Sold . It shall be done . Siw . We learn no other , but the confident tyrant Keeps still in Dunsinane , and will endure Our setting down before't . Mal . ' Tis his main hope ...
... numbers of our host , and make discovery Err in report of us . Sold . It shall be done . Siw . We learn no other , but the confident tyrant Keeps still in Dunsinane , and will endure Our setting down before't . Mal . ' Tis his main hope ...
第 170 頁
... numbers seek for thee ? " When wilt thou be the humble suppliant's friend , And bring him where his suit may be obtain'd ? When wilt thou sort an hour great strifes to end ? Or free that soul which wretchedness hath chain'd ? Give ...
... numbers seek for thee ? " When wilt thou be the humble suppliant's friend , And bring him where his suit may be obtain'd ? When wilt thou sort an hour great strifes to end ? Or free that soul which wretchedness hath chain'd ? Give ...
第 213 頁
... numbers number all your graces , The age to come would say , " This poet lies , Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces . " So should my papers , yellow'd with their age , Be scorn'd , like old men of less truth than tongue ...
... numbers number all your graces , The age to come would say , " This poet lies , Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces . " So should my papers , yellow'd with their age , Be scorn'd , like old men of less truth than tongue ...
第 224 頁
... numbers to outlive long date . If my slight Muse do please these curious days , The pain be mine , but thine shall be the praise . XXXIX . O , how thy worth with manners may I sing , When thou art all the better part of me ? What can ...
... numbers to outlive long date . If my slight Muse do please these curious days , The pain be mine , but thine shall be the praise . XXXIX . O , how thy worth with manners may I sing , When thou art all the better part of me ? What can ...
常見字詞
Adonis art thou Banquo bear beauty beauty's behold birds blood breast breath cheeks Collatine dead dear death deed desire Doct doth Enter MACBETH Exeunt face fair fair lords falchion falconry false fear fire Fleance flower fool foul gainst gentle give grace grief hand hast hate hath hear heart heaven honour hour king kiss LADY MACBETH light lips live look lord love's Lucrece lust Macb Macd Macduff Mach mayst mind murder never night numbers o'er pale pity poison'd poor praise Priam proud quoth RAPE OF LUCRECE Rosse seem'd Sextus Tarquinius shalt shame sighs sight SIWARD sleep sorrow soul speak swear sweet Tarquin tears Tereu thane of Cawdor thee thence thine eye things thou art thou dost thought thyself Time's tongue true truth unto weep weird sisters wind Witch words worth wound youth
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第 219 頁 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings, That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
第 19 頁 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly : if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come.
第 16 頁 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal* thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it...
第 241 頁 - That time of year thou may'st 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 seest 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. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that...
第 49 頁 - Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, Ere human statute purged the gentle weal ; Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd Too terrible for the ear ; the times have been, That when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end : but now, they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools : this is more strange Than such a murder is.
第 308 頁 - The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields. A honey tongue, a heart of gall Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.
第 220 頁 - 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: Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in death's dateless night, And weep afresh love's...
第 15 頁 - Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.— Enter an Attendant.
第 16 頁 - The effect and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you murdering ministers, Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on nature's mischief! Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark, To cry "Hold, hold!
第 219 頁 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself and curse my fate...