The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, from the text of Johnson, Stevens [sic], and Reed, with glossarial notes, 第 47 篇,第 1 卷 |
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... youth in us ; we are the sons of women , master Page . Page . " Tis true , master Shallow . Shal . It will be found so , master Page . Master doctor Caius , I am come to fetch you home . I am sworn of the peace ; you have showed ...
... youth in us ; we are the sons of women , master Page . Page . " Tis true , master Shallow . Shal . It will be found so , master Page . Master doctor Caius , I am come to fetch you home . I am sworn of the peace ; you have showed ...
第 27 頁
... youth , he writes verses , he speaks holy- day , he smells April and May : he will carry't , he will carry't ; ' tis in his buttons ; he will carry't . Page . Not by my consent , I promise you . The gentleman is of no having : § he kept ...
... youth , he writes verses , he speaks holy- day , he smells April and May : he will carry't , he will carry't ; ' tis in his buttons ; he will carry't . Page . Not by my consent , I promise you . The gentleman is of no having : § he kept ...
第 40 頁
... youth in a basket , come out here ! - O , you panderly rascals ! there's a knot , a ging , a pack , a con- spiracy against me : -Now shall the devil be shamed . What ! wife , I say ! come , come forth ; behold what honest clothes you ...
... youth in a basket , come out here ! - O , you panderly rascals ! there's a knot , a ging , a pack , a con- spiracy against me : -Now shall the devil be shamed . What ! wife , I say ! come , come forth ; behold what honest clothes you ...
第 61 頁
... youth , address thy gait ‡ unto her ; Be not denied access , stand at her doors , And tell them , there thy fixed foot shall grow , Till thou have audience . Vio . Sure , my noble lord , If she be so abandon'd to her sorrow As it is ...
... youth , address thy gait ‡ unto her ; Be not denied access , stand at her doors , And tell them , there thy fixed foot shall grow , Till thou have audience . Vio . Sure , my noble lord , If she be so abandon'd to her sorrow As it is ...
第 62 頁
... youth , Than in a nuncio of more grave aspect . Vio . I think not so , my lord . Duke . Dear lad , believe it ; For they shall yet belie thy happy years That say , thou art a man : Diana's lip Is not more smooth , and rubious ; thy ...
... youth , Than in a nuncio of more grave aspect . Vio . I think not so , my lord . Duke . Dear lad , believe it ; For they shall yet belie thy happy years That say , thou art a man : Diana's lip Is not more smooth , and rubious ; thy ...
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第 463 頁 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
第 76 頁 - A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
第 415 頁 - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad: It wearies me; you say it wearies you; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know myself.
第 348 頁 - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report what my dream was.
第 492 頁 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
第 454 頁 - The slaves are ours : — So do I answer you : The pound of flesh, which I demand of him, Is dearly bought, is mine, and I will have it : If you deny me, fie upon your law ! There is no force in the decrees of Venice : I stand for judgment : answer ; shall I have it?
第 391 頁 - And, when love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; O, then his lines would ravish savage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility. From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: They sparkle still the right Promethean fire; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world; Else, none at all in aught proves excellent: Then fools you were, these...
第 138 頁 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
第 413 頁 - When daisies pied and violets blue And lady-smocks all silver-white And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear! When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo;...
第 43 頁 - Mrs. Page. There is an old tale goes, that Herne the hunter, Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest, Doth all the winter time, at still midnight, Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd horns ; And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle8; And makes milch-kine yield blood, and shakes a chain In a most hideous and dreadful manner.