The Shakespeare Society Papers, 第 1 卷

Shakespeare Society, 1844
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第 101 頁 - And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge, With Ate by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry 'Havoc!' and let slip the dogs of war; That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men, groaning for burial.
第 69 頁 - Hobgoblin call you, and sweet Puck, You do their work, and they shall have good luck : Are not you he ? Puck.
第 54 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 conies 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 53 頁 - I'll not shed her blood ; Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow, And smooth as monumental alabaster. Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men. Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me \ but once put out thy light, Thou cunning' st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat, That can thy light relume.
第 45 頁 - Too yll for her thynk I best things may be had ; Too good for me thynkethe she thyngs beyng most bad : All I do present her that may make her glad ; All she doth present me that may make me sad. This equyitie have I with this wyllow garland.
第 69 頁 - Mislead night wanderers, laughing at their harm ? Those that Hobgoblin call you, and sweet Puck, You do their work, and they shall have good luck...
第 90 頁 - I wrote to yow a letter by Will, my lord of Lester's jesting plaier, enclosed in a letter to my wife, and I never had answer thereof. Hit contained somthing to my lord of Lester and council, that som wai might be taken to stay my ladi there. I since dyvers tymes have writt to know whether yow had receaved them, but you never answered me that point. I since find that the knave deliverd the letters to my ladi of Lester, but whether she sent them yow or no I know not, but earnestly desire to do, because...
第 89 頁 - Majesty were the fountain, I would fear, considering what I daily find, that we should wax dry, but she is but a means whom God useth...
第 69 頁 - Fawnes, Satyres, Dryades, and Hamadryades, did most of their merry prankes in the night. Then ground they malt, and had hempen shirts for their labours, daunst in rounds in greene meadows, pincht maids in their sleep that swept not their houses cleane, and led poor travellers out of their way notoriously.