The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, 第 4 卷 |
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第 26 頁
Poor Clarence did forsake his father Warwick , Ay , and foreswore himself , —
Which Jesu pardon ! - Q . Mar . Which God revenge ! Glo . To fight on Edward ' s
party , for the crown ; And , for his meed , poor lord , he is mew ' d up : I would to ...
Poor Clarence did forsake his father Warwick , Ay , and foreswore himself , —
Which Jesu pardon ! - Q . Mar . Which God revenge ! Glo . To fight on Edward ' s
party , for the crown ; And , for his meed , poor lord , he is mew ' d up : I would to ...
第 49 頁
Who told me , how the poor soul did forsake The mighty Warwick , and did fight
for me ? Who told me , in the field at Tewksbury , When Oxford had me down , he
rescu ' d me , And said , Dear brother , live , and be a king ? Who told me , when ...
Who told me , how the poor soul did forsake The mighty Warwick , and did fight
for me ? Who told me , in the field at Tewksbury , When Oxford had me down , he
rescu ' d me , And said , Dear brother , live , and be a king ? Who told me , when ...
第 95 頁
Besides , he hates me for my father Warwick ; And will , no doubt , shortly be rid of
me . Q . Eliz . Poor heart , adieu ; I pity thy complaining . Anne . No more than with
my soul I mourn for . yours . Dor . Farewell , thou woful welcomer of glory !
Besides , he hates me for my father Warwick ; And will , no doubt , shortly be rid of
me . Q . Eliz . Poor heart , adieu ; I pity thy complaining . Anne . No more than with
my soul I mourn for . yours . Dor . Farewell , thou woful welcomer of glory !
第 139 頁
... weary of their lives ; Who , but for dreaming on this fond exploit , For want of
means , poor rats , had hang ' d themselves : If we be conquer ' d , let men
conquer us , And not these bastard Bretagnes ! whom our fathers Have in their
own land ...
... weary of their lives ; Who , but for dreaming on this fond exploit , For want of
means , poor rats , had hang ' d themselves : If we be conquer ' d , let men
conquer us , And not these bastard Bretagnes ! whom our fathers Have in their
own land ...
第 328 頁
... that my poor company detest :And , sleep , that soinetime shuts up sorrow ' s
eye , Steal me a while froin mine own company . [ Sleeps , Puck . Yet but three ?
Come one more ; Two of both kinds make up four . Here she comes , curst and
sad ...
... that my poor company detest :And , sleep , that soinetime shuts up sorrow ' s
eye , Steal me a while froin mine own company . [ Sleeps , Puck . Yet but three ?
Come one more ; Two of both kinds make up four . Here she comes , curst and
sad ...
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第 284 頁 - Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
第 294 頁 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid on a dolphin's back Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song, And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
第 132 頁 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree, Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree ; All several sins, all used in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, — Guilty ! guilty ! I shall despair.
第 235 頁 - 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, 0 Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
第 32 頁 - As we paced along • Upon the giddy footing of the hatches, Methought that Gloster stumbled ; and, in falling, Struck me, that thought to stay him, overboard Into the tumbling billows of the main.
第 335 頁 - I had, — but man is but a patched fool, if he will offer to say what methought I had. 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...
第 232 頁 - This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must forever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye : I feel my heart new opened. O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes
第 33 頁 - Lord ! methought what pain it was to drown ! What dreadful noise of water in mine ears ! What sights of ugly death within mine eyes ! Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks ; A thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon ; Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea.