The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, 第 10 期G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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第 62 頁
... grief too , as I understand how all things go . 2 Lord . Every man here's so . What would he have borrow'd of you ? 1 Lord . A thousand pieces . 2 Lord . A thousand pieces ! 1 Lord . What of you ? 3 Lord . He sent to me , sir , -Here he ...
... grief too , as I understand how all things go . 2 Lord . Every man here's so . What would he have borrow'd of you ? 1 Lord . A thousand pieces . 2 Lord . A thousand pieces ! 1 Lord . What of you ? 3 Lord . He sent to me , sir , -Here he ...
第 88 頁
... grief unto him ; and , as my lord , Still serve him with my life . -My dearest master ! TIMON comes forward from his cave . Tim . Away ! what art thou ? Flav . Have you forgot me , sir ? Tim . Why dost ask that ? I have forgot all men ...
... grief unto him ; and , as my lord , Still serve him with my life . -My dearest master ! TIMON comes forward from his cave . Tim . Away ! what art thou ? Flav . Have you forgot me , sir ? Tim . Why dost ask that ? I have forgot all men ...
第 89 頁
... grief For his undone lord , than mine eyes for you . Tim . What , dost thou weep ? -Come nearer ; - then I love thee , Because thou art a woman , and disclaim'st Flinty mankind ; whose eyes do never give , But thorough lust , and ...
... grief For his undone lord , than mine eyes for you . Tim . What , dost thou weep ? -Come nearer ; - then I love thee , Because thou art a woman , and disclaim'st Flinty mankind ; whose eyes do never give , But thorough lust , and ...
第 112 頁
... grief , supplied our author with an opportunity of conceit , which he seldom fails to indulge . Timon , weeping with a kind of tender pleasure , cries out , O joy , e'en made away , destroyed , turned to tears , before it can be born ...
... grief , supplied our author with an opportunity of conceit , which he seldom fails to indulge . Timon , weeping with a kind of tender pleasure , cries out , O joy , e'en made away , destroyed , turned to tears , before it can be born ...
第 168 頁
... grief . Tam . Where is thy brother Bassianus ? Sat. Now to the bottom dost thou search my wound ; Poor Bassianus here lies murdered . Tam . Then all too late I bring this fatal writ , The complot of this timeless tragedy ; [ Giving a ...
... grief . Tam . Where is thy brother Bassianus ? Sat. Now to the bottom dost thou search my wound ; Poor Bassianus here lies murdered . Tam . Then all too late I bring this fatal writ , The complot of this timeless tragedy ; [ Giving a ...
常見字詞
Aaron Alcib Alcibiades Antiochus Apem Apemantus Athens Bassianus Bawd blood Boult brother CHIRON Cleon daughter dead death deed DEMETRIUS Dionyza dost thou doth emperor empress Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes father fear feast Fish Flav fool fortune friends give gods gold Goths Gower grief hand hath hear heart heaven Helicanus hither honest honour JOHNSON king knight lady Lavinia live look lord Timon lordship Lucius Lucullus Lychorida Lysimachus Marcus Marina mistress Mitylene musick ne'er never noble Pain Pentapolis Pericles Phrynia Poet pray prince PRINCE OF TYRE queen revenge Rome Rome's Saturninus SCENE Senators Serv Servant Shakspeare Simonides sons sorrow speak STEEVENS sweet Tamora tears tell Thai Thaisa Tharsus thee There's thine thou art thou hast thyself TIMON OF ATHENS TITUS ANDRONICUS tongue tribune Tyre unto villain weep would'st
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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.