Familiar Quotations: A Collection of Passages, Phrases, and Proverbs Traced to Their Sources in Ancient and Modern LiteratureLittle, Brown, 1903 - 1158 頁 |
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... King John . Act iii . Sc . 1.1 Here I and sorrows sit ; Here is my throne , bid kings come bow to it . Thou slave , thou wretch , thou coward ! Ibid Thou little valiant , great in villany ! Thou ever strong upon the stronger side ! Thou ...
... King John . Act iii . Sc . 1.1 Here I and sorrows sit ; Here is my throne , bid kings come bow to it . Thou slave , thou wretch , thou coward ! Ibid Thou little valiant , great in villany ! Thou ever strong upon the stronger side ! Thou ...
第 80 頁
... King John . Act iv . Sc . 2 . We cannot hold mortality's strong hand . Make haste ; the better foot before . I saw a smith stand with his hammer , thus , The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool , With open mouth swallowing a tailor's ...
... King John . Act iv . Sc . 2 . We cannot hold mortality's strong hand . Make haste ; the better foot before . I saw a smith stand with his hammer , thus , The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool , With open mouth swallowing a tailor's ...
第 81 頁
... King Richard II . Act i . Sc . 3 . The tongues of dying men Enforce attention like deep harmony . The setting sun , and music at the close , As the last taste of sweets , is sweetest last , Act ii . Sc . 1 . Writ in remembrance more ...
... King Richard II . Act i . Sc . 3 . The tongues of dying men Enforce attention like deep harmony . The setting sun , and music at the close , As the last taste of sweets , is sweetest last , Act ii . Sc . 1 . Writ in remembrance more ...
第 82 頁
... kings . King Richard II . Act iii . Sc . 2 . Comes at the last , and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall and farewell king ! - He is come to open The purple testament of bleeding war . And my large kingdom for a little grave ...
... kings . King Richard II . Act iii . Sc . 2 . Comes at the last , and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall and farewell king ! - He is come to open The purple testament of bleeding war . And my large kingdom for a little grave ...
第 84 頁
... King Henry IV . Part I. Act 4. Sc . 3 . By heaven , methinks it were an easy leap To pluck bright honour from the pale - faced moon , Or dive into the bottom of the deep , Where fathom - line could never touch the ground , And pluck up ...
... King Henry IV . Part I. Act 4. Sc . 3 . By heaven , methinks it were an easy leap To pluck bright honour from the pale - faced moon , Or dive into the bottom of the deep , Where fathom - line could never touch the ground , And pluck up ...
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Amphitryon Anatomy of Melancholy angels BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER beauty better blessed Book breath Cæsar Canto Chap Chaucer Childe Harold's Pilgrimage dead dear death Devil DIOGENES LAERTIUS Don Quixote doth dream Dryden earth Epistle evil Fable fair fear fire flower fool Frag give glory grave hand happy hast hath heart heaven Henry Heywood honour hope Hudibras Ibia Ibid JOHN King Lady light Line live look Lord man's Maxim mind morning Nature ne'er never night numbers o'er peace pleasure Plutarch Pope proverb Publius Syrus RABELAIS Richard III Sect Shakespeare sing sleep smile song Sonnet sorrow soul speak Speech spirit Stanza stars sweet Tale tears thee Themistocles thine things THOMAS HEYWOOD thou art thought tongue translation truth unto viii virtue wind wise woman words youth
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第 322 頁 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence. The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar : When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow ; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
第 108 頁 - As a sick girl. Ye gods, it doth amaze me A man of such a feeble temper should So get the start of the majestic world And bear the palm alone. Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
第 62 頁 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
第 138 頁 - Look here, upon this picture, and on this, The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
第 115 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 155 頁 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
第 465 頁 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.— That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures.
第 112 頁 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit...
第 75 頁 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids...
第 572 頁 - Forever float that standard sheet ! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us ! JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE.