The Hamnet Shakspere: According to the First Folio (spelling Modernised).Edmonston, 1880 |
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第 x 頁
... Country Words . And our Author gives us this Term again in his Hamlet , where the Sense exactly corresponds with this Interpretation . Run barefoot up and down , threatning the Flames , With bisson Rheum . i.e. blinding . It is spoken ...
... Country Words . And our Author gives us this Term again in his Hamlet , where the Sense exactly corresponds with this Interpretation . Run barefoot up and down , threatning the Flames , With bisson Rheum . i.e. blinding . It is spoken ...
第 xxviii 頁
... seene how ye theefe yt stealeth my neighbours gowne is hanged forthwith , but he that robbeth me of my good name walketh still before my doore . " ) thians despising my good wil , have made their country ( xxviii) ...
... seene how ye theefe yt stealeth my neighbours gowne is hanged forthwith , but he that robbeth me of my good name walketh still before my doore . " ) thians despising my good wil , have made their country ( xxviii) ...
第 xxix 頁
... country a grave of dispaire ; and the Patareans that put themselves into my direction , have lost no jot of their libertie : and therefore whilst you have liberties either chuse the judgement of the Patareans or the fortune of the Xan ...
... country a grave of dispaire ; and the Patareans that put themselves into my direction , have lost no jot of their libertie : and therefore whilst you have liberties either chuse the judgement of the Patareans or the fortune of the Xan ...
第 xxxiv 頁
... country , " and " the Plays of Shakspeare were familiar to his lips as household words . " It would seem as if this son ( should the speculation be confirmed ) had received the North's Plutarch , as a family relic on his mother's side ...
... country , " and " the Plays of Shakspeare were familiar to his lips as household words . " It would seem as if this son ( should the speculation be confirmed ) had received the North's Plutarch , as a family relic on his mother's side ...
第 xxxix 頁
... country for political reasons . J. E. B. So little is known of Sir Thomas North , beyond the facts of his translating three works , Guevara's Dial of Princes , Amyot's Plutarch , and Doni's Morall Philosophie , and being in his old age ...
... country for political reasons . J. E. B. So little is known of Sir Thomas North , beyond the facts of his translating three works , Guevara's Dial of Princes , Amyot's Plutarch , and Doni's Morall Philosophie , and being in his old age ...
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a'th Antium Auffidius banish'd bear Belly beseech blood Brut Brutus Caius Martius Capitol City Cominius Consul copy Corio death do't Drum Ears Edile edition Edward Rushton Emphasis-Capitals Enemy Enter Coriolanus Enter Menenius Epaminondas Exeunt Eyes Fourth Folio Friends Gates give Gods Greenock Library ha's hate hath hear heart Honour i'th John Taylor Joseph Taylor Julius Cæsar Ladies Lives Lord Madam marked Mene Menen Mother motto mutiners Noble North's Plutarch passages Patricians Peace pray prythee Richard Burbage Roman Plays Rome Senators Shakspere Shakspere's shew shew'd Sicin Sicinius Soldier speak stand Sword Tarpeian Rock tell thee thine thing Third Folio Thomas Taylor thou hast Titus Lartius to't Tongue Tribunes Tullus unto Valeria Virg Virgilia Voices Volces Volcians Volum Volumnia What's Wife word World worthy wounds written
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第 xxx 頁 - As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him : but, as he was ambitious, I slew him.
第 7 頁 - Who deserves greatness Deserves your hate: and your affections are A sick man's appetite, who desires most that Which would increase his evil. He that depends Upon your favours, swims with fins of lead, And hews down oaks with rushes. Hang ye ! Trust ye ? With every minute you do change a mind; And call him noble, that was now your hate, Him vile, that was your garland.
第 56 頁 - His nature is too noble for the world : He would not flatter Neptune for his trident, Or Jove for his power to thunder. His heart's his mouth : What his breast forges that his tongue must vent; And, being angry, does forget that ever He heard the name of death.
第 68 頁 - You common cry of curs ! whose breath I hate As reek o' the rotten fens, whose loves I prize As the dead carcasses of unburied men That do corrupt my air, — I banish you ; And here remain with your uncertainty!
第 106 頁 - If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf.