Familiar Quotations: Being an Attempt to Trace to Their Source Passages and Phrases in Common UseLittle, Brown, 1874 - 778页 |
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... grave where Laura lay . Verses to Edmund Spenser . mightie Death ! whom O eloquent , just and none could advise , thou hast perswaded ; what none hath dared , thou hast done ; and whom all the world hath flattered , thou only hast cast ...
... grave where Laura lay . Verses to Edmund Spenser . mightie Death ! whom O eloquent , just and none could advise , thou hast perswaded ; what none hath dared , thou hast done ; and whom all the world hath flattered , thou only hast cast ...
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... grave ; I am not worth this coil that ' s made for me . Act ii . Sc . I. St. George , that swinged the dragon , and e'er since Sits on his horseback at mine hostess ' door . Talks as familiarly of roaring lions , Act ii . Sc . I. As ...
... grave ; I am not worth this coil that ' s made for me . Act ii . Sc . I. St. George , that swinged the dragon , and e'er since Sits on his horseback at mine hostess ' door . Talks as familiarly of roaring lions , Act ii . Sc . I. As ...
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... grave , an obscure grave . Gave Act iii . Sc . 3 . His body to that pleasant country's earth , And his pure soul unto his captain , Christ , Under whose colours he had fought so long . A mockery king of snow . As in a theatre , the eyes ...
... grave , an obscure grave . Gave Act iii . Sc . 3 . His body to that pleasant country's earth , And his pure soul unto his captain , Christ , Under whose colours he had fought so long . A mockery king of snow . As in a theatre , the eyes ...
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... Sir Thomas More , Richard III . it in duste . L'injure se grave en metal Et le bienfait s'escrit en l'onde . Jean Bertaut ( 1570-1611 ) , Carey's French Poets . [ King Henry VIII . continued . He was a 4 Shakespeare . 73.
... Sir Thomas More , Richard III . it in duste . L'injure se grave en metal Et le bienfait s'escrit en l'onde . Jean Bertaut ( 1570-1611 ) , Carey's French Poets . [ King Henry VIII . continued . He was a 4 Shakespeare . 73.
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... graves . Men at some time are masters of their fates ; The fault , dear Brutus , is not in our stars , But in ourselves , that we are underlings . Act i . Sc . 2 . Julius Cæsar continued . ] Conjure with them , Brutus 82 Shakespeare .
... graves . Men at some time are masters of their fates ; The fault , dear Brutus , is not in our stars , But in ourselves , that we are underlings . Act i . Sc . 2 . Julius Cæsar continued . ] Conjure with them , Brutus 82 Shakespeare .
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Absalom and Achitophel Acti angels Beaumont and Fletcher beauty better breath Cæsar Canto Canto iii Childe Harold's Pilgrimage dear death Devil divine doth dream Dryden Dunciad Dyce earth Eloisa to Abelard Epistle Epitaph Essay eyes Faerie Queene fair fear flower fools give grave Hamlet continued hand happy hath heart heaven hell honour hope Hudibras Ibid JOHN Julius Cæsar King Henry Lady light Line live Lord Macbeth merry mind morn nature ne'er never night numbers o'er Othello Paradise Lost continued Parti peace pleasure Pope Prologue Prov Proverbs Romeo and Juliet Satire Shakespeare sigh sleep smile Song Sonnet sorrow soul spirit Stanza stars sweet tale tears thee There's thine things thought tongue truth unto verse virtue wind wise woman words young youth
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第345页 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
第90页 - 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202页 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out...
第73页 - 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92页 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
第37页 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
第116页 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
第50页 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
第72页 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
第104页 - t that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice ; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy ; rich, not gaudy ; For the apparel oft proclaims the man, And they in France of the best rank and station Are most select and generous, chief in that.