Histoire de la littérature anglaise, 第 2 卷Hachette, 1886 |
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âme ANGL anglais Areopagitica beauté Ben Jonson blood breath chant choses Christ ciel cœur conscience CORBACCIO Coriolan CORIOLANUS CORVINO coup Cymbeline dead death Dieu doth drame dream Duchess of Malfi enfants esprit eyes Falstaff father femme first fool gens good great Hamlet hand hath head heart heaven Henri VIII hold homme idées images Jonson know l'âme l'amour l'esprit l'homme l'imagination life LITT little live look lord love Macbeth made main make ment meurtre Milton mœurs monde morale mort MOSCA never night noble Othello paroles passions pensée personnages poëme poésie poëte pray protestantisme puritains raison religion reste rêve rien roide Rosalinde scène Seigneur Séjan sentiment seul Shakspeare siècle sleep sorte soul style sweet take tête théâtre things think thou thought time tion Titien unto vices voilà Volpone Volsque VOLTORE woman world years yeux
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第 452 頁 - ... the purest efficacy and extraction of that living intellect that bred them. I know they are as lively, and as vigorously productive, as those fabulous Dragon's teeth; and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men.
第 177 頁 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
第 163 頁 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
第 444 頁 - Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks: methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full mid-day beam...
第 427 頁 - ... throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which all Europe rings from side to side. This thought might lead me through the world's vain mask Content, though blind, had I no better guide.
第 403 頁 - Now just as the Gates were opened to let in the men, I looked in after them, and behold, the City shone like the Sun; the Streets also were paved with Gold, and in them walked many men, with Crowns on their heads, Palms in their hands, and golden Harps to sing praises withal. There were also of them that had wings, and they answered one another without intermission, saying, Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord.
第 397 頁 - Now Giant Despair had a wife, and her name was Diffidence ; so when he was gone to bed, he told his wife what he had done, to wit, that he had taken a couple of prisoners, and cast them into his dungeon for trespassing on his grounds. Then he asked her also what he had best to do further to them. So she asked him what they were, whence they came, and whither they were bound, and he told her.
第 452 頁 - For books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are...
第 215 頁 - Tickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice : Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes, And being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
第 252 頁 - I have of late— but wherefore I know not— lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.