The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, 第 10 期 |
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第 207 頁
Tis he . - God , and saint Stephen , give you good den : I have brought you a letter
, and a couple of pigeons here . [ Saturninus reads the letter . Sat , Go , take him
away , and hang him presently . Clo . How much money must I have ? Tam .
Tis he . - God , and saint Stephen , give you good den : I have brought you a letter
, and a couple of pigeons here . [ Saturninus reads the letter . Sat , Go , take him
away , and hang him presently . Clo . How much money must I have ? Tam .
第 294 頁
To the court of king Simonides Are letters brought ; the tenour these : Antiochus
and his daughter's dead ; The men of Tyrus , on the head Of Helicanus would set
on The crown of Tyre , but he will none : The mutiny there he hastes t'appease ...
To the court of king Simonides Are letters brought ; the tenour these : Antiochus
and his daughter's dead ; The men of Tyrus , on the head Of Helicanus would set
on The crown of Tyre , but he will none : The mutiny there he hastes t'appease ...
第 314 頁
If there be not a conscience to be us'd in every trade , we shall never prosper .
Bawd . Thou say'st true : ' tis not the bringing up of poor bastards , as I think , I
have brought up some eleven: Boult . Ay , to eleven , and brought them down
again .
If there be not a conscience to be us'd in every trade , we shall never prosper .
Bawd . Thou say'st true : ' tis not the bringing up of poor bastards , as I think , I
have brought up some eleven: Boult . Ay , to eleven , and brought them down
again .
第 341 頁
With Notes of Various Commentators William Shakespeare. A villain to attempt it ,
who having drawn , A crew of pirates came and rescued me ; Brought me to
Mitylene . But , now good sir , Whither will you have me ? Why do you weep ?
With Notes of Various Commentators William Shakespeare. A villain to attempt it ,
who having drawn , A crew of pirates came and rescued me ; Brought me to
Mitylene . But , now good sir , Whither will you have me ? Why do you weep ?
第 346 頁
At sea in childbed died she , but brought forth A maid - child called Marina ; who ,
O goddess , Wears yet thy silver livery . She at Tharsus Was nurs'd with Cleon ;
whom at fourteen years He sought to murder : but her better stars Brought her to ...
At sea in childbed died she , but brought forth A maid - child called Marina ; who ,
O goddess , Wears yet thy silver livery . She at Tharsus Was nurs'd with Cleon ;
whom at fourteen years He sought to murder : but her better stars Brought her to ...
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Aaron Alcib Andronicus Apem arms Athens Attendants Bawd bear better blood Boult bring brother brought child comes daughter dead death deed dost doth emperor empress Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear Fish Flav fool fortune friends give gods gold Goths grace grief hand hath head hear heart heaven honest honour I'll keep kind king knight lady Lavinia leave live look lord Lucius Marcus Marina master means nature never noble Pain peace Pericles play Poet poor pray present prince queen revenge Rome SCENE Senators Serv Servants sons sorrow speak stand sweet Tamora tears tell thank thee There's thine thing thou art thought Timon Titus tongue true turn Tyre unto villain wish
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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.