The Handy-volume Shakspeare [ed. by Q.D.]. |
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第 15 頁
... if thou have it : And that which rather thou dost fear to do , Than wishest should be undone . Hie thee hither , That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; SC . V. 15 MACBETH . SCENE V.-Inverness. A Room in Macbeth's ...
... if thou have it : And that which rather thou dost fear to do , Than wishest should be undone . Hie thee hither , That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; SC . V. 15 MACBETH . SCENE V.-Inverness. A Room in Macbeth's ...
第 50 頁
... dost glare with ! Lady M. Think of this , good peers , But as a thing of custom : ' tis no other ; Only it spoils the pleasure of the time . Macb . What man dare , I dare : Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear , The arm'd ...
... dost glare with ! Lady M. Think of this , good peers , But as a thing of custom : ' tis no other ; Only it spoils the pleasure of the time . Macb . What man dare , I dare : Approach thou like the rugged Russian bear , The arm'd ...
第 84 頁
... dost for me as much.- I pall in resolution ; and begin --- To doubt the equivocation of the fiend , That lies like truth : Fear not , till Birnam wood Do come to Dunsinane : —and now a wood Comes toward Dunsinane . - Arm , arm , and 84 ...
... dost for me as much.- I pall in resolution ; and begin --- To doubt the equivocation of the fiend , That lies like truth : Fear not , till Birnam wood Do come to Dunsinane : —and now a wood Comes toward Dunsinane . - Arm , arm , and 84 ...
第 98 頁
... dost abhor me ? " Thou canst not see one wrinkle in my brow ; Mine eyes are gray , and bright , and quick in turning ; My beauty as the spring doth yearly grow , My flesh is soft and plump , my marrow burn- ing ; My smooth moist hand ...
... dost abhor me ? " Thou canst not see one wrinkle in my brow ; Mine eyes are gray , and bright , and quick in turning ; My beauty as the spring doth yearly grow , My flesh is soft and plump , my marrow burn- ing ; My smooth moist hand ...
第 100 頁
... dost survive , In that thy likeness still is left alive . " By this , the love - sick queen began to sweat , For , where they lay , the shadow had forsook them , And Titan , ' tired in the mid - day heat , With burning eye did hotly ...
... dost survive , In that thy likeness still is left alive . " By this , the love - sick queen began to sweat , For , where they lay , the shadow had forsook them , And Titan , ' tired in the mid - day heat , With burning eye did hotly ...
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第 22 頁 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood ; Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it...
第 247 頁 - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou seest the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that...
第 314 頁 - The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields. A honey tongue, a heart of gall Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.
第 260 頁 - That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell...
第 89 頁 - I have almost forgot the taste of fears. The time has been my senses would have cool'd To hear a night-shriek, and my fell of hair Would at a dismal treatise rouse and stir As life were in't. I have supp'd full with horrors; Direness, familiar to my slaughterous thoughts, Cannot once start me.
第 227 頁 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy ; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace...
第 212 頁 - When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held : Then being ask'd where all thy beauty lies, Where all the treasure of thy lusty days, — To say, within thine own deep-sunken eyes, Were an all-eating shame and thriftless praise. How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use, If thou couldst answer — "This fair child of mine Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse...
第 20 頁 - The Prince of Cumberland! that is a step On which I must fall down, or else o'erleap, For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand ; yet let that be, Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
第 226 頁 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste : Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in death's dateless night, And weep afresh love's long since cancell'd woe, And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight...
第 17 頁 - This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill, cannot be good : — if ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? I am thane of Cawdor If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature...