The Works of William Shakespeare, 第 3 卷Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1810 |
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第17页
... father's love and leave , am arm'd With his good will , and thy good company , Most trusty servant , well approv'd in all ; Here let us breathe , and happily institute A course of learning , and ingenious studies . Pisa , renowned for ...
... father's love and leave , am arm'd With his good will , and thy good company , Most trusty servant , well approv'd in all ; Here let us breathe , and happily institute A course of learning , and ingenious studies . Pisa , renowned for ...
第19页
... father . Hor . So will I , signior Gremio : But a word , I pray . Though the nature of our quarrel yet never brook'd parle , know now , upon advice , it toucheth us both , - [ 5 ] Peat or pet is a word of endearment from petit , little ...
... father . Hor . So will I , signior Gremio : But a word , I pray . Though the nature of our quarrel yet never brook'd parle , know now , upon advice , it toucheth us both , - [ 5 ] Peat or pet is a word of endearment from petit , little ...
第20页
... father be very rich , any man is so very a fool to be married to hell ? Hor . Tush , Gremio , though it pass your patience , and mine , to endure her loud alarums , why , man , there be good fellows in the world , an a man could light ...
... father be very rich , any man is so very a fool to be married to hell ? Hor . Tush , Gremio , though it pass your patience , and mine , to endure her loud alarums , why , man , there be good fellows in the world , an a man could light ...
第21页
... father rid his hands of her , Master , your love must live a maid at home ; And therefore has he closely mew'd her up , Because she shall not be annoy'd with suitors . Luc . Ah , Tranio , what a cruel father's he ! But art thou not ...
... father rid his hands of her , Master , your love must live a maid at home ; And therefore has he closely mew'd her up , Because she shall not be annoy'd with suitors . Luc . Ah , Tranio , what a cruel father's he ! But art thou not ...
第22页
... father charg'd me at our parting ; Be serviceable to my son , quoth he , Although , I think , ' twas in another sense , ) I am content to be Lucentio , Because so well I love Lucentio . Luc . Tranio , be so , because Lucentio loves ...
... father charg'd me at our parting ; Be serviceable to my son , quoth he , Although , I think , ' twas in another sense , ) I am content to be Lucentio , Because so well I love Lucentio . Luc . Tranio , be so , because Lucentio loves ...
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Antigonus Autolycus Banquo Baptista BERTRAM Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO blood Bohemia Camillo Cleomenes Clown Count daughter death doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fleance fool friends Gent gentleman give Grumio hand hath hear heart heaven honour Hortensio Illyria is't JOHNS JOHNSON Kate Kath KATHARINA king knave lady Lady MACBETH Leontes look lord Lucentio Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff madam maid Malvolio marry master mean mistress never noble Padua Petruchio pr'ythee pray queen Re-enter Rosse Rousillon SCENE servant Shakspeare Shep signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir Toby Sir TOBY BELCH speak STEEV swear sweet tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought Tranio WARB weird sisters What's wife Witch word
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第41页 - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.
第58页 - 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; bold oxlips, and The crown-imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one ! O, these I lack.
第23页 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
第26页 - Now o'er the one half world Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates Pale Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder, Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace. With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.
第29页 - Infirm of purpose ! Give me the daggers : the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures : 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal ; For it must seem their guilt.
第22页 - Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love.
第21页 - To plague the inventor: This even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. He's here in double trust: First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed ; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.
第46页 - Too terrible for the ear. The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
第25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.
第57页 - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.