The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere, 第 3 卷C. Knight, 1852 |
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第 560 頁
... hear me speak , indifferently for all : And at my suit , sweet , pardon what is past . SAT . What , madam ! be dishonour'd openly , And basely put it up without revenge ? TAM . Not so , my lord ; the gods of Rome forfend I should be ...
... hear me speak , indifferently for all : And at my suit , sweet , pardon what is past . SAT . What , madam ! be dishonour'd openly , And basely put it up without revenge ? TAM . Not so , my lord ; the gods of Rome forfend I should be ...
第 570 頁
... hear to such effect . And had you not by wondrous fortune come , This vengeance on me had they executed : Revenge it , as you love your mother's life , Or be ye not henceforth call'd my children . DEMET . This is a witness that I am thy ...
... hear to such effect . And had you not by wondrous fortune come , This vengeance on me had they executed : Revenge it , as you love your mother's life , Or be ye not henceforth call'd my children . DEMET . This is a witness that I am thy ...
第 571 頁
... hear her speak ; away with her ! LAV . Sweet lords , entreat her hear me but a word . DEMET . Listen , fair madam ; let it be your glory To see her tears , but be your heart to them As unrelenting flint to drops of rain . LAV . When did ...
... hear her speak ; away with her ! LAV . Sweet lords , entreat her hear me but a word . DEMET . Listen , fair madam ; let it be your glory To see her tears , but be your heart to them As unrelenting flint to drops of rain . LAV . When did ...
第 577 頁
... Hear me , grave fathers ! noble tribunes , stay ! For pity of mine age , whose youth was spent In dangerous wars , whilst you securely slept ; For all my blood in Rome's great quarrel shed ; For all the frosty nights that I have watch'd ...
... Hear me , grave fathers ! noble tribunes , stay ! For pity of mine age , whose youth was spent In dangerous wars , whilst you securely slept ; For all my blood in Rome's great quarrel shed ; For all the frosty nights that I have watch'd ...
第 578 頁
... hear They would not mark me : oh , if they did hear , They would not pity me " : Therefore I tell my sorrows bootless to the stones , Who , though they cannot answer my distress , Yet in some sort they ' re better than the tribunes ...
... hear They would not mark me : oh , if they did hear , They would not pity me " : Therefore I tell my sorrows bootless to the stones , Who , though they cannot answer my distress , Yet in some sort they ' re better than the tribunes ...
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第 151 頁 - s not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
第 134 頁 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
第 149 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 comes 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 129 頁 - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow: And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
第 148 頁 - O, never say that I was false of heart, Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify. As easy might I from myself depart As from my soul, which in thy breast doth lie...
第 148 頁 - To leave for nothing all thy sum of good ; For nothing this wide universe I call, Save thou, my rose ; in it thou art my all.
第 22 頁 - d, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide: Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
第 110 頁 - That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows Whereon the stars in secret influence comment ; When I perceive that men as plants increase, Cheered and check'd even by the selfsame sky, Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease, And wear their brave state out of memory ; Then the conceit of this inconstant stay Sets you most rich in youth before my sight...
第 144 頁 - The forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath?
第 126 頁 - But you like none, none you, for constant heart. LIV O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves....