Macbeth ; Poems and sonnets. GlossaryBradbury, Agnew, and Company, 1867 |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果，共 31 筆
第 20 頁
... pale At what it did so freely ? From this time , Such I account thy love . Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour , As thou art in desire ? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life , And live ...
... pale At what it did so freely ? From this time , Such I account thy love . Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour , As thou art in desire ? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life , And live ...
第 24 頁
... Pale Hecate's offerings ; and wither'd murder , Alarum'd by his sentinel , the wolf , Whose howl's his watch , thus with his stealthy расе , With Tarquin's ravishing strides towards his design Moves like a ghost . - Thou sure and firm ...
... Pale Hecate's offerings ; and wither'd murder , Alarum'd by his sentinel , the wolf , Whose howl's his watch , thus with his stealthy расе , With Tarquin's ravishing strides towards his design Moves like a ghost . - Thou sure and firm ...
第 44 頁
... pale ! -Light thickens ; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood ; Good things of day begin to droop and drowse ; Whiles night's black agents to their prey do rouse . Thou marvell'st at my words : but hold thee still ; Things bad ...
... pale ! -Light thickens ; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood ; Good things of day begin to droop and drowse ; Whiles night's black agents to their prey do rouse . Thou marvell'st at my words : but hold thee still ; Things bad ...
第 59 頁
... pale - hearted fear it lies , And sleep in spite of thunder . - What is this , Thunder . An Apparition of a Child crowned , with a tree in his hand , rises . That rises like the issue of a king ; And wears upon his baby brow the round ...
... pale - hearted fear it lies , And sleep in spite of thunder . - What is this , Thunder . An Apparition of a Child crowned , with a tree in his hand , rises . That rises like the issue of a king ; And wears upon his baby brow the round ...
第 77 頁
... pale : -I tell you yet again , Banquo's buried ; he cannot come out on's grave . Doct . Even so ? Lady M. To bed , to bed ; there's knocking at the gate . Come , come , come , come , give me your hand . What's done cannot be undone . To ...
... pale : -I tell you yet again , Banquo's buried ; he cannot come out on's grave . Doct . Even so ? Lady M. To bed , to bed ; there's knocking at the gate . Come , come , come , come , give me your hand . What's done cannot be undone . To ...
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...