The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, 第 9 卷Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1812 |
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第 18 頁
... thing the which is flatter'd , but a spark , To which that breath gives heat and stronger glowing ; Whereas reproof , obedient , and in order , Fits kings , as they are men , for they may err . When signior Sooth here does proclaim a ...
... thing the which is flatter'd , but a spark , To which that breath gives heat and stronger glowing ; Whereas reproof , obedient , and in order , Fits kings , as they are men , for they may err . When signior Sooth here does proclaim a ...
第 29 頁
... things must be as they may ; and what a man cannot get , he may lawfully deal for - his wife's soul.2 Re - enter the two Fishermen , drawing up a net . 2 Fish . Help , master , help ; here's a fish hangs in the net , like a poor man's ...
... things must be as they may ; and what a man cannot get , he may lawfully deal for - his wife's soul.2 Re - enter the two Fishermen , drawing up a net . 2 Fish . Help , master , help ; here's a fish hangs in the net , like a poor man's ...
第 38 頁
... thing . What do you think , sir , of My daughter ? [ 6 ] It were to be wished that Simonides ( who is represented as a blameless character ) had hit on some more ingenious expedient for the dismission of these wooers . Here he tells ...
... thing . What do you think , sir , of My daughter ? [ 6 ] It were to be wished that Simonides ( who is represented as a blameless character ) had hit on some more ingenious expedient for the dismission of these wooers . Here he tells ...
第 42 頁
... thing ? Brief , he must hence depart to Tyre : His queen with child makes her desire ( Which who shall cross ? ) along to go ; ( Omit we all their dole and woe ; ) Lychorida , her nurse , she takes , And so to sea . Their vessel shakes ...
... thing ? Brief , he must hence depart to Tyre : His queen with child makes her desire ( Which who shall cross ? ) along to go ; ( Omit we all their dole and woe ; ) Lychorida , her nurse , she takes , And so to sea . Their vessel shakes ...
第 43 頁
... thing Too young for such a place , who if it had Conceit , would die as I am like to do . Take in your arms this piece of your dead queen . Per . How ! how , Lychorida ! Lyc . Patience , good sir ; do not assist the storm . Here's all ...
... thing Too young for such a place , who if it had Conceit , would die as I am like to do . Take in your arms this piece of your dead queen . Per . How ! how , Lychorida ! Lyc . Patience , good sir ; do not assist the storm . Here's all ...
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Adonis Bawd bear beauteous beauty beauty's behold blood Boult breast breath cheeks Cleon Colatine daughter dead dear death deeds delight desire DIONYZA dost thou doth face fair fair lord false Falstaff father fear fire flowers foul gainst gentle give grace grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven Henry VI honour Jove king kiss lady leave lips live look lord love's Lucrece Lucretius lust LYSIMACHUS MALONE Menelaus mind mistress Mitylene ne'er never night Othello Pentapolis Pericles pleasure poison'd poor praise Priam prince prince of Tyre queen quoth Sextus Tarquinius Shakspeare shalt shame sight sorrow soul STEEVENS swear sweet Tarquin tears tell Thaisa thee Theseus thine eye thing thou art thou dost thou hast thought thro thyself time's tongue true truth unto weep Whilst wife wilt wind words wound youth
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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.