The Plays of William Shakspeare: King Henry VIII ; Troilus and Cressida ; Timon of Athens ; Coriolanus |
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when she comes ! When is she thence ? Pan . Well , she looked yesternight fairer
than ever I saw her look , or any woman else . Tro . I was about to tell thee , —
When my heart , As wedged with a sigh , would rivet in twain ; Lest Hector ...
when she comes ! When is she thence ? Pan . Well , she looked yesternight fairer
than ever I saw her look , or any woman else . Tro . I was about to tell thee , —
When my heart , As wedged with a sigh , would rivet in twain ; Lest Hector ...
第 117 頁
I tell thee , I am mad In Cressid ' s love : Thou answer ' st , She is fair ; Pour ' st in
the open ulcer of my heart Her eyes , her hair , her cheek , her gait , her voice ;
Handlest in thy discourse , O , that her hand , In whose comparison all whites are
...
I tell thee , I am mad In Cressid ' s love : Thou answer ' st , She is fair ; Pour ' st in
the open ulcer of my heart Her eyes , her hair , her cheek , her gait , her voice ;
Handlest in thy discourse , O , that her hand , In whose comparison all whites are
...
第 152 頁
Thy commander , Achilles ; - Then tell me , Patroclus , what ' s Achilles ? Patr .
Thy lord , Thersites ; Then tell me , I pray thee , what ' s thyself ? Ther . Thy
knower , Patroclus ; Then tell me , Patroclus , what art thou ? Patr . Thou mayest
tell , that ...
Thy commander , Achilles ; - Then tell me , Patroclus , what ' s Achilles ? Patr .
Thy lord , Thersites ; Then tell me , I pray thee , what ' s thyself ? Ther . Thy
knower , Patroclus ; Then tell me , Patroclus , what art thou ? Patr . Thou mayest
tell , that ...
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Hect . O , like a book of sport thou ' lt read me o ' er ; But there ' s more in me than
thou understand ' st . Why dost thou so oppress me with thine eye ? Achil . Tell
me , you heavens , in which part of his body Shall I destroy him ; whether ...
Hect . O , like a book of sport thou ' lt read me o ' er ; But there ' s more in me than
thou understand ' st . Why dost thou so oppress me with thine eye ? Achil . Tell
me , you heavens , in which part of his body Shall I destroy him ; whether ...
第 309 頁
Commend me to them ; And tell them , that to ease them of their griefs , Their
fears of hostile strokes , their aches , losses , Their pangs of love , with other
incident throes That nature ' s fragile vessel doth sustain In life ' s uncertain
voyage , I will ...
Commend me to them ; And tell them , that to ease them of their griefs , Their
fears of hostile strokes , their aches , losses , Their pangs of love , with other
incident throes That nature ' s fragile vessel doth sustain In life ' s uncertain
voyage , I will ...
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Achilles Agam Ajax answer Apem arms bear better blood bring cardinal cause comes Coriolanus Cres death doth Enter Erit Exeunt eyes fair fall fear fight follow fool fortune friends Gent give gods gone grace hand hast hath head hear heart heaven Hect Hector highness hold honour I'll keep king lady leave live look lord Marcius master means meet mind nature never noble o'the once peace poor pray present prince queen Rome SCENE Senators Sero Serv Servant soul speak stand stay strange sweet sword tell thank thee Ther there's thing thou thou art thought Timon tongue Troilus Troy true truth Ulyss voices What's worthy
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第 175 頁 - Take the instant way, For honour travels in a strait so narrow, Where one but goes abreast ; keep, then, the path ; For Emulation hath a thousand sons That one by one pursue ; if you give way, Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, Like to an enter'd tide, they all rush by, And leave you hindmost.
第 283 頁 - Thus much of this will make black white, foul fair, Wrong right, base noble, old young, coward valiant. Ha, you gods! why this? what this, you gods? Why, this Will lug your priests and servants from your sides, Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads: This yellow slave Will knit and break religions; bless the accurs'd; Make the hoar leprosy ador'd; place thieves, And give them title, knee, and approbation, With senators on the bench...
第 72 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 132 頁 - 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...
第 72 頁 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, 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 106 頁 - Her own shall bless her: Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow. Good grows with her; In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours.
第 175 頁 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
第 74 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, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
第 403 頁 - I loved the maid I married ; never man Sigh'd truer breath ; but that I see thee here, Thou noble thing ! more dances my rapt heart Than when I first my wedded mistress saw Bestride my threshold.
第 427 頁 - What have you done ? Behold, the heavens do ope, The gods look down, and this unnatural scene They laugh at. O my mother, mother ! O ! You have won a happy victory to Rome ; But, for your son, — believe it, O, believe it, — Most dangerously you have with him prevailed, If not most mortal to him.
書目資訊
| 書名 | The Plays of William Shakspeare: King Henry VIII ; Troilus and Cressida ; Timon of Athens ; Coriolanus The Plays of William Shakspeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, with Glossarial Notes, and a Sketch of the Life of Shakspeare第 6 卷, William Shakespeare |
| 作者 | William Shakespeare |
| 出版者 | J. Nichols, 1811 |
| 來源： | 哈佛大學 |
| 已數位化 | 2008年2月25日 |
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