The Dramatic Writings of Will. Shakespeare: With Introductory Prefaces to Each Play ; Printed Complete from the Best Editions, 第 7 卷R. Morison Junr., 1798 |
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... thought , and that it is very feldom to be rigorously understood . Mercutio's wit , gaiety , and courage , will always procure him friends that with him a longer life ; but his death is not precipitated : he has lived out the time ...
... thought , and that it is very feldom to be rigorously understood . Mercutio's wit , gaiety , and courage , will always procure him friends that with him a longer life ; but his death is not precipitated : he has lived out the time ...
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... thought , and that it is very feldom to be rigorously understood . Mercutio's wit , gaiety , and courage , will always procure him friends that with him a longer life ; but his death is not precipitated : he has lived out the time ...
... thought , and that it is very feldom to be rigorously understood . Mercutio's wit , gaiety , and courage , will always procure him friends that with him a longer life ; but his death is not precipitated : he has lived out the time ...
第 45 頁
... thoughts , Which ten times fafter glide than the fun's beams , Driving back fhadows over lowring hills : Therefore do nimble - pinion'd doves draw love , And therefore hath the wind - fwift Cupid wings . Now is the fun upon the highmost ...
... thoughts , Which ten times fafter glide than the fun's beams , Driving back fhadows over lowring hills : Therefore do nimble - pinion'd doves draw love , And therefore hath the wind - fwift Cupid wings . Now is the fun upon the highmost ...
第 52 頁
... a villain , that fights by the book of arithmetic ! -Why the devil came you between us ? I was hurt under you arm ? Rom . I thought all for the best . Mer Mer . Help me into fome houfe , Benvolio , 52 ROMEO AND JULIET .
... a villain , that fights by the book of arithmetic ! -Why the devil came you between us ? I was hurt under you arm ? Rom . I thought all for the best . Mer Mer . Help me into fome houfe , Benvolio , 52 ROMEO AND JULIET .
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... thought it ? - Romeo ! Jul . What devil art thou , that doft torment me thus ? This torture fhould be roar'd in difmal hell . Hath Romeo flain himself ? fay thou but I , And that bare vowel I fhall poifon more Than the death - darting ...
... thought it ? - Romeo ! Jul . What devil art thou , that doft torment me thus ? This torture fhould be roar'd in difmal hell . Hath Romeo flain himself ? fay thou but I , And that bare vowel I fhall poifon more Than the death - darting ...
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第 50 頁 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
第 89 頁 - tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! — Who hath it? He that died o
第 105 頁 - I know thee not, old man: Fall to thy prayers ; How ill white hairs become a fool, and jester!
第 67 頁 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east : Night's candles are burnt out...
第 89 頁 - Can honour set to a leg? no: or an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no. Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour? what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o
第 31 頁 - The orchard walls are high, and hard to climb, And the place death, considering who thou art, If any of my kinsmen find thee here.
第 21 頁 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
第 14 頁 - But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly...
第 89 頁 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it ? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why ? Detraction will not suffer it : — therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere 'scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
第 83 頁 - Alack, alack, is it not like that I So early waking, what with loathsome smells And shrieks like mandrakes...