The Works of William Shakespeare, 第 2 卷Chapman and Hall, 1866 |
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... scene the old name " Salerio , " is no more than might be expected , considering the many monstrous errors of transcribers and printers which they retain , throughout their edition , as the words of Shakespeare : for in- stance , in the ...
... scene the old name " Salerio , " is no more than might be expected , considering the many monstrous errors of transcribers and printers which they retain , throughout their edition , as the words of Shakespeare : for in- stance , in the ...
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... SCENE - Ephesus . * In the folio this name is spelt both " Antipholis " and " Antipholus . " I may notice that the only form in ancient authors is " Antiphilus . ” THE COMEDY OF ERRORS . ACT I. SCENE I. A.
... SCENE - Ephesus . * In the folio this name is spelt both " Antipholis " and " Antipholus . " I may notice that the only form in ancient authors is " Antiphilus . ” THE COMEDY OF ERRORS . ACT I. SCENE I. A.
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William Shakespeare. THE COMEDY OF ERRORS . ACT I. SCENE I. A hall in the Duke's palace . Enter Duke , ÆGEON , Gaoler , Officers , and other Attendants . Ege . Proceed , Solinus , to procure my fall , And by the doom of death end woes ...
William Shakespeare. THE COMEDY OF ERRORS . ACT I. SCENE I. A hall in the Duke's palace . Enter Duke , ÆGEON , Gaoler , Officers , and other Attendants . Ege . Proceed , Solinus , to procure my fall , And by the doom of death end woes ...
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... SCENE II . The Mart . Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse , DROMIO of Syracuse , and First Merchant . First Mer . Therefore give out you are of Epidamnum , Lest that your goods too soon be confiscate . This very day a Syracusian merchant Is ...
... SCENE II . The Mart . Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse , DROMIO of Syracuse , and First Merchant . First Mer . Therefore give out you are of Epidamnum , Lest that your goods too soon be confiscate . This very day a Syracusian merchant Is ...
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... say , I prithee , is he coming home ? It seems he hath great care to please his wife . Dro . E. Why , mistress , sure my master is horn - mad . Adr . Horn - mad , thou villain ! Dro SCENE 1. ] 13 THE COMEDY OF ERRORS .
... say , I prithee , is he coming home ? It seems he hath great care to please his wife . Dro . E. Why , mistress , sure my master is horn - mad . Adr . Horn - mad , thou villain ! Dro SCENE 1. ] 13 THE COMEDY OF ERRORS .
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Antipholus Antonio Bass Bassanio Beat Beatrice Benedick Biron Bora Boyet Claud Claudio Collier's Corrector reads Cost Costard daughter Demetrius dost doth Dromio ducats Duke editors Enter Ephesus Exam Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy father fool gentle give grace Grant White Hanmer hath hear heart heaven Hermia Hero husband King lady Laun Launcelot Leon Leonato look lord Lysander madam Malone marry master master constable merry mistress moon Moth Nerissa never night oath old eds Pedro Philostrate play Pompey Portia pray thee prince Puck Pyramus Pyramus and Thisbe quarto Quin Rosaline Salar SCENE second folio Shakespeare Shylock Signior soul speak swear sweet tell Theseus thing Thisbe thou art Titania tongue Venice villain W. N. Lettsom Walker Walker's Crit wife word
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第410页 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
第236页 - 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278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 music.
第236页 - 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-who; Tu-whit, To-who'- A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
第399页 - Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown : His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway ; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
第354页 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more, for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice.
第312页 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
第378页 - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
第278页 - That very time I saw, (but thou couldst not,) Flying between the cold -moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took At a fair vestal, throned by the west; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts: But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon ; And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
第282页 - CHORUS. Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.