The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, 第 9 卷 |
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That give heaven countless eyes to view men's acts , Why cloud they not their sights perpetually , If this be true , which makes me pale to read it ? -Fair glass of light , I lov'd you , and could still , [ Takes hold of the hand of the ...
That give heaven countless eyes to view men's acts , Why cloud they not their sights perpetually , If this be true , which makes me pale to read it ? -Fair glass of light , I lov'd you , and could still , [ Takes hold of the hand of the ...
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Who has a book of all that monarchs do , He's more secure to keep it shut , than shown ; For vice repeated , is like the wand'ring wind , ' Blows dust in others ' eyes , to spread itself ; And yet the end of all is bought thus dear ...
Who has a book of all that monarchs do , He's more secure to keep it shut , than shown ; For vice repeated , is like the wand'ring wind , ' Blows dust in others ' eyes , to spread itself ; And yet the end of all is bought thus dear ...
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[ Exit Mes , Ant . As thou Wilt live , fly after : and , as an arrow , shot From a well - experienc'd archer , hits the mark His eye doth level at , so ne'er return , Unless thou say , Prince Pericles is dead . Thal .
[ Exit Mes , Ant . As thou Wilt live , fly after : and , as an arrow , shot From a well - experienc'd archer , hits the mark His eye doth level at , so ne'er return , Unless thou say , Prince Pericles is dead . Thal .
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Drew sleep out of mine eyes , blood from my cheeks , Musings into my mind , a thousand doubts How I might stop this tempest , ere it came ; And finding little comfort to relieve them , I thought it princely charity to grieve them .
Drew sleep out of mine eyes , blood from my cheeks , Musings into my mind , a thousand doubts How I might stop this tempest , ere it came ; And finding little comfort to relieve them , I thought it princely charity to grieve them .
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O my distressed lord , even such our griefs ; Here they're but felt , and seen with with mistful eyes , But like to groves , being topp'd , they higher rise . Cle . O Dionyza , Who wanteth food , and will not say he wants it , Or can ...
O my distressed lord , even such our griefs ; Here they're but felt , and seen with with mistful eyes , But like to groves , being topp'd , they higher rise . Cle . O Dionyza , Who wanteth food , and will not say he wants it , Or can ...
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第 154 頁 - Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store ; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed, without...
第 130 頁 - 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. O, if, I say, you look upon this verse, When I, perhaps, compounded am with clay, Do not so much as my poor name rehearse, But let your love even with my life decay, Lest the wise world should look into your moan, And mock you with me after I am gone.
第 131 頁 - Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read, And tongues to be your being shall rehearse When all the breathers of this world are dead. You still shall live — such virtue hath my pen — Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.
第 99 頁 - And brass eternal slave to mortal rage ; When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state...
第 17 頁 - Round-hoof'd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide: Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
第 100 頁 - What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend ? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you ; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new...
第 99 頁 - Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back ? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
第 112 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 134 頁 - Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone : She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity :
第 138 頁 - The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only live and die; But if that flower with base infection meet, The basest weed outbraves his dignity. For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.
書目資訊
| 書名 | The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, 第 9 卷 The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, William Shakespeare |
| 作者 | William Shakespeare |
| 插圖作者 | Isaac Reed |
| 出版者 | Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1812 |
| 來源： | 普林斯頓大學 |
| 已數位化 | 2008年2月22日 |
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