The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, 第 10 期 |
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Go , gentle Marcus , to thy nephew Lucius ; Thou shalt inquire him out among the
Goths : Bid him repair to me , and bring with him Some of the chiefest princes of
the Goths ; Bid him encamp his soldiers where they are : Tell him , the emperor ...
Go , gentle Marcus , to thy nephew Lucius ; Thou shalt inquire him out among the
Goths : Bid him repair to me , and bring with him Some of the chiefest princes of
the Goths ; Bid him encamp his soldiers where they are : Tell him , the emperor ...
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as erst our ancestor , When with his solemn tongue he did discourse , To love -
sick Dido's sad attending ear , The story of that baleful burning night , When
subtle Greeks surpriz'd king Priam's Troy ; Tell us , what Sinon hath bewitch'd our
ears ...
as erst our ancestor , When with his solemn tongue he did discourse , To love -
sick Dido's sad attending ear , The story of that baleful burning night , When
subtle Greeks surpriz'd king Priam's Troy ; Tell us , what Sinon hath bewitch'd our
ears ...
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Were not this glorious casket stor'd with ill : But I must tell you , -now , my thoughts
revolt ; For he's no man on whom perfections wait , That knowing sin within , will
touch the gate . You're a fair viol , and your sense the strings ; Who , finger'd to ...
Were not this glorious casket stor'd with ill : But I must tell you , -now , my thoughts
revolt ; For he's no man on whom perfections wait , That knowing sin within , will
touch the gate . You're a fair viol , and your sense the strings ; Who , finger'd to ...
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Thou art a grave and noble counsellor , Most wise in general : Tell me , if thou
canst , What this maid is , or what is like to be , That thus hath made me weep ?
Hel . I know not ; but Here is the regent , sir , of Mitylene , Speaks nobly of her .
Lys .
Thou art a grave and noble counsellor , Most wise in general : Tell me , if thou
canst , What this maid is , or what is like to be , That thus hath made me weep ?
Hel . I know not ; but Here is the regent , sir , of Mitylene , Speaks nobly of her .
Lys .
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With Notes of Various Commentators William Shakespeare. Down on thy knees ,
thank the holy gods , as loud As thunder threatens us : This is Marina .-What was
thy mother's name ? tell me but that , For truth can never be confirm'd enough ...
With Notes of Various Commentators William Shakespeare. Down on thy knees ,
thank the holy gods , as loud As thunder threatens us : This is Marina .-What was
thy mother's name ? tell me but that , For truth can never be confirm'd enough ...
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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.