Dramatic Works of ShakespeareWilliam Paterson, 1883 |
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第 232 頁
... Isab . I am a wofull Sutor to your Honour , ' Please but your Honor heare me . Ang . Well : what's your suite . Isab . There is a vice that most I doe 232 ACT II . Measure for Measure .
... Isab . I am a wofull Sutor to your Honour , ' Please but your Honor heare me . Ang . Well : what's your suite . Isab . There is a vice that most I doe 232 ACT II . Measure for Measure .
第 233 頁
... Isab . I have a brother is condemn'd to die , I doe beseech you let it be his fault , And not my brother . Pro . Heaven give thee moving graces . Ang . Condemne the fault , and not the actor of it , Why every fault's condemnd ere it be ...
... Isab . I have a brother is condemn'd to die , I doe beseech you let it be his fault , And not my brother . Pro . Heaven give thee moving graces . Ang . Condemne the fault , and not the actor of it , Why every fault's condemnd ere it be ...
第 235 頁
... Isab . So you must be the first that gives this sentence , And hee , that suffers : Oh , it is excellent To have a Giants strength : but it is tyrannous To use it like a Giant . Luc . That's well said . Isab . Could great men thunder As ...
... Isab . So you must be the first that gives this sentence , And hee , that suffers : Oh , it is excellent To have a Giants strength : but it is tyrannous To use it like a Giant . Luc . That's well said . Isab . Could great men thunder As ...
第 236 頁
... Isab . We cannot weigh our brother with our selfe , Great men may jest with Saints : tis wit in them , But in the lesse fowle prophanation . Luc . Thou'rt i'th right ( Girle ) more o'that . Isab . That in the Captaine's but a ...
... Isab . We cannot weigh our brother with our selfe , Great men may jest with Saints : tis wit in them , But in the lesse fowle prophanation . Luc . Thou'rt i'th right ( Girle ) more o'that . Isab . That in the Captaine's but a ...
第 237 頁
... Isab . Heaven keepe your honour safe . Ang . For I am that way going to temptation , Where prayers crosse . Isab . Amen . At what hower to morrow , Shall I attend your Lordship ? Ang . Isab . ' Save your Honour . Ang . At any time ...
... Isab . Heaven keepe your honour safe . Ang . For I am that way going to temptation , Where prayers crosse . Isab . Amen . At what hower to morrow , Shall I attend your Lordship ? Ang . Isab . ' Save your Honour . Ang . At any time ...
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第 235 頁 - O cunning enemy, that, to catch a saint, With saints dost bait thy hook! Most dangerous Is that temptation that doth goad us on To sin in loving virtue.
第 13 頁 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.
第 29 頁 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legg'd like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o
第 55 頁 - With his own bolt : the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake ; and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar : graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd, and let 'em forth By my so potent art.
第 232 頁 - 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 judgment, should But judge you as you are?
第 247 頁 - 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...
第 396 頁 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
第 41 頁 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
第 vi 頁 - Yet must I not give nature all; thy art, My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part; For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion; and that he Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, Such as thine are, and strike the second heat Upon the muses...