The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, from the Text of Johnson, Stevens and Reed: With Glossarial Notes, Life, &c, 第 4 卷Routledge, Warne & Routledge, 1862 |
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... hand , for this ear is deaf , And tell me truly what thou think'st of him . [ Exeunt CESAR and his Train . CASCA stays behind . Casca . You pull'd me by the cloak ; Would you speak with me ? Bru . Ay , Casca ; tell us what hath chanced ...
... hand , for this ear is deaf , And tell me truly what thou think'st of him . [ Exeunt CESAR and his Train . CASCA stays behind . Casca . You pull'd me by the cloak ; Would you speak with me ? Bru . Ay , Casca ; tell us what hath chanced ...
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... hands , in at the windows throw , As if they came from several citizens , Writings all tending to the great opinion ... hand , Not sensible of fire , remain'd unscorch'd . Besides ( I have not since put up my sword ) , * Diverted from ...
... hands , in at the windows throw , As if they came from several citizens , Writings all tending to the great opinion ... hand , Not sensible of fire , remain'd unscorch'd . Besides ( I have not since put up my sword ) , * Diverted from ...
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... hand bears The power to cancel his captivity . Cas . And why should Cæsar be a tyrant then ? Poor man ! I know , he would not be a wolf , But that he sees the Romans are but sheep : He were no lion , were not Romans hinds . Those that ...
... hand bears The power to cancel his captivity . Cas . And why should Cæsar be a tyrant then ? Poor man ! I know , he would not be a wolf , But that he sees the Romans are but sheep : He were no lion , were not Romans hinds . Those that ...
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... hand of Brutus . Re - enter LUCIUS . Luc . Sir , March is wasted fourteen days . [ Knock within . Bru . ' Tis good . Go to the gate ; somebody knocks . [ Exit LUCIUS . Since Cassius first did whet me against Cæsar , I have not slept ...
... hand of Brutus . Re - enter LUCIUS . Luc . Sir , March is wasted fourteen days . [ Knock within . Bru . ' Tis good . Go to the gate ; somebody knocks . [ Exit LUCIUS . Since Cassius first did whet me against Cæsar , I have not slept ...
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... hand , Gave sign for me to leave you : So I did ; Fearing to strengthen that impatience , Which seem'd too much enkindled ; and , withal , Hoping it was but an effect of humour , Which sometime hath his hour with every man . It will not ...
... hand , Gave sign for me to leave you : So I did ; Fearing to strengthen that impatience , Which seem'd too much enkindled ; and , withal , Hoping it was but an effect of humour , Which sometime hath his hour with every man . It will not ...
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第 35 頁 - I am no orator, as Brutus is; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him: For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood: I only speak right on; I tell you that which you yourselves do know; Show you sweet Caesar's wounds, poor poor dumb mouths, And bid them speak for me: but were I Brutus, And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony Would ruffle...
第 431 頁 - What's Hecuba to him or he to Hecuba That he should weep for her? What would he do Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears, And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears.
第 469 頁 - Alas, poor Yorick ! I knew him, Horatio : a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her,...
第 31 頁 - Who is here so base that would be a bondman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not love his country ? If any, speak ; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
第 436 頁 - Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor : suit the action to the word, the word to the action ; with this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature...
第 491 頁 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse : which, I observing, Took once a pliant hour, and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels...
第 123 頁 - His legs bestrid the ocean : his rear'd arm Crested the world: * his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail' and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
第 475 頁 - tis not to come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all.
第 297 頁 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
第 413 頁 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.