The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, 第 10 卷Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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第10页
... thou here , [ Putting on the ring . While sense can keep it on ! And sweetest , fairest , As I my poor self did ... Thou basest thing , avoid ! hence , from my sight ! If , after this command , thou fraught the court With thy ...
... thou here , [ Putting on the ring . While sense can keep it on ! And sweetest , fairest , As I my poor self did ... Thou basest thing , avoid ! hence , from my sight ! If , after this command , thou fraught the court With thy ...
第11页
... Thou took'st a beggar ; would'st have made my throne A seat for baseness . Imo . No : I rather added A lustre to it . Cym . O thou vile one ! Imo . Sir , It is your fault that I have lov'd Posthumus ; You bred him as my play - fellow ...
... Thou took'st a beggar ; would'st have made my throne A seat for baseness . Imo . No : I rather added A lustre to it . Cym . O thou vile one ! Imo . Sir , It is your fault that I have lov'd Posthumus ; You bred him as my play - fellow ...
第23页
... Thou ask'st me such a question : Have I not been Thy pupil long ? Hast thou not learn'd me how To make perfumes ? distil ? preserve ? yea , so , That our great king himself doth woo me oft For my confections ? Having thus far proceeded ...
... Thou ask'st me such a question : Have I not been Thy pupil long ? Hast thou not learn'd me how To make perfumes ? distil ? preserve ? yea , so , That our great king himself doth woo me oft For my confections ? Having thus far proceeded ...
第24页
... thou ? Dost thou think , in time She will not quench ; and let instructions enter Where folly now possesses ? Do thou work ; When thou shalt bring me word , she loves my son , I'll tell thee , on the instant , thou art then As great as ...
... thou ? Dost thou think , in time She will not quench ; and let instructions enter Where folly now possesses ? Do thou work ; When thou shalt bring me word , she loves my son , I'll tell thee , on the instant , thou art then As great as ...
第25页
... Thou tak'st up Thou know'st not what ; but take it for thy labour : It is a thing I made , which hath the king Five times redeem'd from death : I do not know What is more cordial ; -Nay , I pr'ythee , take it ; It is an earnest of a ...
... Thou tak'st up Thou know'st not what ; but take it for thy labour : It is a thing I made , which hath the king Five times redeem'd from death : I do not know What is more cordial ; -Nay , I pr'ythee , take it ; It is an earnest of a ...
常见术语和短语
1st Cit 1st Sold 2d Cit 2d Sold 4th Cit AGRIPPA ALEXAS BELARIUS blood brother Brutus Cæs Cæsar call'd Casca Cassius Char Charmian Cinna Cleo Cleopatra Clitus Cloten CYMBELINE dead death doth Egypt ENOBARBUS Enter ANTONY Enter CESAR Eros Exeunt Exit eyes farewell fear fortune friends Fulvia give gods Guard GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven honour i'the Iach IACHIMO Imogen Iras Julius Cæsar king lady Leonatus Lepidus look lord LUCILIUS Lucius madam Mark Antony master Mess Messala mistress never night noble o'the Octavia on't Parthia peace Pisanio Pompey Post POSTHUMUS pr'ythee pray PROCULEIUS queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE soldier Sooth speak stand sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius Trebonius villain What's word
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第193页 - Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me : But Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill ; Did this in Caesar seem ambitious ? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept. Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man.
第193页 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest (For Brutus is an honourable man, So are they all, all honourable men) Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
第194页 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
第196页 - This was the most unkindest cut of all; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors
第145页 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
第194页 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament — Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read — And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds And dip their napkins in his sacred blood, Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it as a rich legacy Unto their issue.
第197页 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him : For I have neither wit...
第232页 - This was the noblest Roman of them all: All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He, only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle; and the elements So mix'd in him, that Nature might stand up, And say to all the world, This was a man!
第147页 - Would he were fatter : — But I fear him not : Yet if my name were liable to fear, I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men...
第188页 - Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy — Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips, To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue — A curse shall light upon the limbs of men ; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy ; Blood and destruction shall be so in use And dreadful objects so familiar That mothers shall but smile when they behold Their infants quartered with the hands of war; All pity choked with custom of fell...