The plays of William Shakspeare, pr. from the text of the corrected copies left by G. Steevens and E. Malone, with a selection of notes from the most eminent commentors by A. Chalmers, 第 2 卷 |
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... things hid ? wherefore have these gifts a curtain before them ? are they like to take dust , like mistress Mall's picture1 ? why dost thou mistress Mall's picture ? ] The real name of the woman whom I suppose to have been meant by Sir ...
... things hid ? wherefore have these gifts a curtain before them ? are they like to take dust , like mistress Mall's picture1 ? why dost thou mistress Mall's picture ? ] The real name of the woman whom I suppose to have been meant by Sir ...
第16页
... thing that's mended , is but patched : virtue , that transgresses , is but patched with sin ; and sin , that amends , is but patched with virtue : If that this simple syllogism will serve , so ; if it will not , What remedy ? As there ...
... thing that's mended , is but patched : virtue , that transgresses , is but patched with sin ; and sin , that amends , is but patched with virtue : If that this simple syllogism will serve , so ; if it will not , What remedy ? As there ...
第18页
... things for bird- bolts , that you deem cannon - bullets : There is no slan- der in an allowed fool , though he do nothing but rail ; nor no railing in a known discreet man , though he do nothing but reprove . Clo . Now Mercury endow ...
... things for bird- bolts , that you deem cannon - bullets : There is no slan- der in an allowed fool , though he do nothing but rail ; nor no railing in a known discreet man , though he do nothing but reprove . Clo . Now Mercury endow ...
第27页
... thing more ; that you be never so hardy to come again in his affairs , unless it be to report your lord's taking of this . Receive it so . Vio . She took the ring of met ; I'll none of it . Mal . Come , sir , you peevishly threw it to ...
... thing more ; that you be never so hardy to come again in his affairs , unless it be to report your lord's taking of this . Receive it so . Vio . She took the ring of met ; I'll none of it . Mal . Come , sir , you peevishly threw it to ...
第32页
... thing more than contempt , you would not give means for this uncivil rule ; she shall know of it , by this hand . your ears . [ Exit . Mar. Go shake Sir And . ' Twere as good a deed as to drink when a man's a hungry , to challenge him ...
... thing more than contempt , you would not give means for this uncivil rule ; she shall know of it , by this hand . your ears . [ Exit . Mar. Go shake Sir And . ' Twere as good a deed as to drink when a man's a hungry , to challenge him ...
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bawd Beat Beatrice Benedick better Biron Bora Boyet brother Claud Claudio Cost Costard cousin dear death Demetrius Dogb dost thou doth Duke Enter Escal Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy father favour fear fool friar gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Helena Hermia Hero Hippolyta hither honour Illyria Isab Kath King lady Leon Leonato look lord Angelo Lucio Lysander madam maid MALONE Malvolio Marry master Master constable means mistress moon Moth musick never night pardon Pedro PHILOSTRATE play Pompey pray prince Prov Provost Puck Pyramus Quin Re-enter SCENE Shakspeare signior Sir ANDREW Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir Toby Sir TOBY BELCH soul speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thank thee there's Theseus thing Thisby thou art thou hast Titania to-morrow tongue troth true What's word
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第137页 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice...
第302页 - 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 musick.
第36页 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
第457页 - Tu-whit, tu-who ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit, tu-who...
第236页 - Why, then take no note of him, but let him go ; and presently call the rest of the watch together, and thank God you are rid of a knave.
第151页 - So disguise shall, by the disguised, Pay with falsehood false exacting, And perform an old contracting. [Exit. ACT IV. SCENE I. — A Room in Mariana'* House. MARIANA discovered sitting; a Boy singing. SONG. Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
第420页 - O, then his lines would ravish savage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility. From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: They sparkle still the right Promethean fire; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world...
第119页 - Alas ! alas ? Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once ; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy : How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgement, should But judge you as you are ? O, think on that ; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made *°. Ang.
第38页 - But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed ? We men may say more, swear more ; but indeed Our shows are more than will, for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. DuJce. But died thy sister of her love, my boy? Vio. I am all the daughters of my father's house, And all the brothers too ; and yet I know not.
第342页 - 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, what my dream was.