The Complete Works of William ShakespeareAmerican News Company, 1880 - 1097 頁 |
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第 2 頁
... Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of whence I am , nor that I am more better Than Prospero , master of a full poor cell , And thy no greater father . Mir . More to know Did never meddle with my thoughts . ' Tis time 20 Pros ...
... Art ignorant of what thou art , nought knowing Of whence I am , nor that I am more better Than Prospero , master of a full poor cell , And thy no greater father . Mir . More to know Did never meddle with my thoughts . ' Tis time 20 Pros ...
第 5 頁
... Thou earth , thou ! speak . Cal . [ Within ] There's wood enough within . Pres . Come forth , I say ! there's other ... art , with human care , and lodged thee In mine own cell , till thou didst seek to violate The honor of my child ...
... Thou earth , thou ! speak . Cal . [ Within ] There's wood enough within . Pres . Come forth , I say ! there's other ... art , with human care , and lodged thee In mine own cell , till thou didst seek to violate The honor of my child ...
第 10 頁
... Thou dost me yet but little hurt ; thou wilt anon , I know it by thy trembling : now Pros- per works upon thee ... art very Trinculo indeed ! How camest thou to be the siege of this moon - calf ? can he vent Trinculos ? Trin . I took him ...
... Thou dost me yet but little hurt ; thou wilt anon , I know it by thy trembling : now Pros- per works upon thee ... art very Trinculo indeed ! How camest thou to be the siege of this moon - calf ? can he vent Trinculos ? Trin . I took him ...
第 17 頁
... thou here , This is the mouth o ' the cell : no noise , and enter . Do that good mischief which may make this island ... art but air , a touch , a feeling Of their afflictions , and shall not myself , One of their kind , that relish all as ...
... thou here , This is the mouth o ' the cell : no noise , and enter . Do that good mischief which may make this island ... art but air , a touch , a feeling Of their afflictions , and shall not myself , One of their kind , that relish all as ...
第 18 頁
... thou follow'st ! I will pay thy graces Home both in word and deed . Most cruelly Didst thou , Alonso , use me and my daughter : Thy brother was a furtherer in the act . Thou art pinch'd for't now , Sebastian . Flesh and blood , 70 You ...
... thou follow'st ! I will pay thy graces Home both in word and deed . Most cruelly Didst thou , Alonso , use me and my daughter : Thy brother was a furtherer in the act . Thou art pinch'd for't now , Sebastian . Flesh and blood , 70 You ...
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第 210 頁 - 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 頁 - 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 頁 - 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 頁 - 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 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 214 頁 - 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 頁 - 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 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 193 頁 - 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 頁 - 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.