The Dramatic Works of William ShakespeareC. Whittingham, 1826 - 4776页 |
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第10页
... bring your latter hazard back again , And thankfully rest debtor for the first . Ant . You know me well ; and herein spend but time , To wind about my love with circumstance ; And , out of doubt , you do me now more wrong , In making ...
... bring your latter hazard back again , And thankfully rest debtor for the first . Ant . You know me well ; and herein spend but time , To wind about my love with circumstance ; And , out of doubt , you do me now more wrong , In making ...
第15页
... brings word , the prince , his master , will be here to - night . Por . If I could bid the fifth welcome with so good heart as I can bid the other four farewell , I should be glad of his approach : if he have the condition 9 of a saint ...
... brings word , the prince , his master , will be here to - night . Por . If I could bid the fifth welcome with so good heart as I can bid the other four farewell , I should be glad of his approach : if he have the condition 9 of a saint ...
第17页
... brings down The rate of usance1 here with us in Venice . If I can catch him once upon the hip2 , I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him . He hates our sacred nation ; and he rails , Even there where merchants most do congregate ...
... brings down The rate of usance1 here with us in Venice . If I can catch him once upon the hip2 , I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him . He hates our sacred nation ; and he rails , Even there where merchants most do congregate ...
第19页
... bring to pass , But sway'd , and fashion'd , by the hand of heaven . Was this inserted to make interest good ? Or is your gold and silver , ewes and rams ? Shy . I cannot tell ; I make it breed as fast : - But note me , signior . Ant ...
... bring to pass , But sway'd , and fashion'd , by the hand of heaven . Was this inserted to make interest good ? Or is your gold and silver , ewes and rams ? Shy . I cannot tell ; I make it breed as fast : - But note me , signior . Ant ...
第22页
... Bring me the fairest creature northward born , Where Phoebus ' fire scarce thaws the icicles , 12 Fearful guard is a guard that is not to be trusted , but gives cause of fear . To fear was anciently to give as well as feel ter- rors ...
... Bring me the fairest creature northward born , Where Phoebus ' fire scarce thaws the icicles , 12 Fearful guard is a guard that is not to be trusted , but gives cause of fear . To fear was anciently to give as well as feel ter- rors ...
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第143页 - twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.
第129页 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
第95页 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark When neither is attended, and I think The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
第49页 - 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. If a Jew wrong a Christian,...
第80页 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
第149页 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
第444页 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband: And, when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour, And not obedient to his honest will, What is she but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord ? — I am ashamed that women are so simple To offer war where they should kneel for peace ; Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.
第17页 - 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. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
第130页 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
第37页 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.