The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, 第 10 期 |
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2 Fish . Ho ! come , and bring away the nets . i Fish . What , Patch - breech , I say !
3 Fish . What say you , master ? 1 Fish , Look how thou stirrest now ! come away ,
or I'll fetch thee with a wannion 15 . 3 Fish . ' Faith , master , I am thinking of the ...
2 Fish . Ho ! come , and bring away the nets . i Fish . What , Patch - breech , I say !
3 Fish . What say you , master ? 1 Fish , Look how thou stirrest now ! come away ,
or I'll fetch thee with a wannion 15 . 3 Fish . ' Faith , master , I am thinking of the ...
第 274 頁
saw the porpus , how he bounced and tumbled ? they say , they are half fish , half
flesh : a plague on them , they ne'er come , but I look to be wash'd . Master , I
marvel how the fishes live in the sea . i Fish . Why , as men do a - land ; the great
...
saw the porpus , how he bounced and tumbled ? they say , they are half fish , half
flesh : a plague on them , they ne'er come , but I look to be wash'd . Master , I
marvel how the fishes live in the sea . i Fish . Why , as men do a - land ; the great
...
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Nay , see , the sea hath cast upon your coast2 Fish . What a drunken knave was
the sea , to cast thee in our way ! Per . A man whom both the waters and the wind
, In that vast tennis - court , hath made the ball For them to play upon , entreats ...
Nay , see , the sea hath cast upon your coast2 Fish . What a drunken knave was
the sea , to cast thee in our way ! Per . A man whom both the waters and the wind
, In that vast tennis - court , hath made the ball For them to play upon , entreats ...
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2 Fish . Hark you , my friend , you said you could Dot beg . Per . I did but crave . 2
Fish . But crave ? Then I'll turn craver too , and so I shall ' scape whipping . Per .
Why , are all your beggars whipp'd then ? 2 Fish . O , not all , my friend , not all ...
2 Fish . Hark you , my friend , you said you could Dot beg . Per . I did but crave . 2
Fish . But crave ? Then I'll turn craver too , and so I shall ' scape whipping . Per .
Why , are all your beggars whipp'd then ? 2 Fish . O , not all , my friend , not all ...
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With Notes of Various Commentators William Shakespeare. 1 Fish . What mean
you , sir ? Per . To beg of you , kind friends , this coat of worth , : For it was
sometime target to a king ; I know it by this mark . He lov'd me dearly , And for his
sake , I ...
With Notes of Various Commentators William Shakespeare. 1 Fish . What mean
you , sir ? Per . To beg of you , kind friends , this coat of worth , : For it was
sometime target to a king ; I know it by this mark . He lov'd me dearly , And for his
sake , I ...
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第 71 頁 - Thus much of this will make black white, foul fair, Wrong right, base noble, old young, coward valiant. Ha, you gods! why this? what this, you gods? Why, this Will lug your priests and servants from your sides, Pluck stout men's pillows from below their heads: This yellow slave Will knit and break religions, bless the accursed, Make the hoar leprosy adored, place thieves And give them title, knee and approbation With senators on the bench...
第 87 頁 - The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea : the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun : The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves The moon into salt tears : the earth's a thief, That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen From general excrement : each thing's a thief ; The laws, your curb and whip, in their rough power Have uncheck'd theft.
第 101 頁 - Come not to me again : but say to Athens, Timon hath made his everlasting mansion Upon the beached verge of the salt flood ; Who once a day with his embossed froth The turbulent surge shall cover : thither come, And let my grave-stone be your oracle.