The Complete Works of William ShakespeareAmerican News Company, 1880 - 1097页 |
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... mistress which I serve quickens what's dead And he's composed of harshness . I must re- Ten times more gentle than her father's crab- bed , [ move Upon a sore injunction : my sweet mistress Some thousands of these logs and pile them up ...
... mistress which I serve quickens what's dead And he's composed of harshness . I must re- Ten times more gentle than her father's crab- bed , [ move Upon a sore injunction : my sweet mistress Some thousands of these logs and pile them up ...
第25页
... mistress , that , when I look on you , I can hardly think you my master . ye . Val . Are all these things perceived in me ? Speed . They are all perceived without Val . Without me ? they cannot . Speed . Without you ? nay , that's ...
... mistress , that , when I look on you , I can hardly think you my master . ye . Val . Are all these things perceived in me ? Speed . They are all perceived without Val . Without me ? they cannot . Speed . Without you ? nay , that's ...
第27页
... Mistress ? Speed . Master , Sir Thurio frowns on you . Val . Ay , boy , it's for love . Speed . Not of you . Val . Of my mistress , then . Val . My lord , I will be thankful To any happy messenger from thence . Duke . Know ye Don ...
... Mistress ? Speed . Master , Sir Thurio frowns on you . Val . Ay , boy , it's for love . Speed . Not of you . Val . Of my mistress , then . Val . My lord , I will be thankful To any happy messenger from thence . Duke . Know ye Don ...
第28页
... mistress for so high a servant . Pro . Not so , sweet lady : but too mean a servant To have a look of such a worthy mistress . Val . Leave off discourse of disability : Sweet lady , entertain him for your servant . 110 Pro . My duty ...
... mistress for so high a servant . Pro . Not so , sweet lady : but too mean a servant To have a look of such a worthy mistress . Val . Leave off discourse of disability : Sweet lady , entertain him for your servant . 110 Pro . My duty ...
第37页
... Mistress Silvia from my master ; and I came no sooner into the dining - chamber but he steps me to her trencher and steals her capon's leg : 0 , ' tis a foul thing when a cur cannot keep himself in all companies ! I would have , as one ...
... Mistress Silvia from my master ; and I came no sooner into the dining - chamber but he steps me to her trencher and steals her capon's leg : 0 , ' tis a foul thing when a cur cannot keep himself in all companies ! I would have , as one ...
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第210页 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
第192页 - If you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? Revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? Why, revenge. The villany you teach me, I will execute ; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
第8页 - I" the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
第536页 - God ! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day ; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.
第202页 - 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214页 - And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
第442页 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor ; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in *» Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly...
第181页 - 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193页 - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head ? How begot, how nourished ? Reply, reply. It is engender'd in the eyes, With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell ; 70 I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell.
第422页 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.