The Hamnet Shakspere: According to the First Folio (spelling Modernised).Edmonston, 1880 |
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第 iii 頁
... Fourth Folio , -hitherto much decried , but possessors of which we think are to be envied , -contributed not fewer than 677 , and not one without value , so far as we are able to judge . Altogether , of Original and Supplemented ...
... Fourth Folio , -hitherto much decried , but possessors of which we think are to be envied , -contributed not fewer than 677 , and not one without value , so far as we are able to judge . Altogether , of Original and Supplemented ...
第 iv 頁
... Fourth Folio puts the Capital to " dear , " throwing a world of love into the passage . ) Go get you home , you Fragments . This last suggests the remark , that it helps to shew what reliance we may put on these Meaning - Capitals , and ...
... Fourth Folio puts the Capital to " dear , " throwing a world of love into the passage . ) Go get you home , you Fragments . This last suggests the remark , that it helps to shew what reliance we may put on these Meaning - Capitals , and ...
第 v 頁
... Fourth Folio to the various Plays , as being , to the best of our judgment , in perfect harmony with the spirit and practice of the First Folio , and worthy of frank adoption by Students of Shakspere ; and we become more and more ...
... Fourth Folio to the various Plays , as being , to the best of our judgment , in perfect harmony with the spirit and practice of the First Folio , and worthy of frank adoption by Students of Shakspere ; and we become more and more ...
第 vi 頁
... Fourth Folio we have : · My Rage is gone , And I am struck with Sorrow . Again we find the Original Edition printing : - You souls of Geese , That bear the shapes of men , " " but the emphasis being only given to the Word “ Geese seems ...
... Fourth Folio we have : · My Rage is gone , And I am struck with Sorrow . Again we find the Original Edition printing : - You souls of Geese , That bear the shapes of men , " " but the emphasis being only given to the Word “ Geese seems ...
第 vii 頁
... Fourth . The Third class of Emphasis - Capitals , so preserved for us , are those found in passages , where nothing of the kind had been before , and where there is no Crowned - Word in juxta position , to suggest their introduction ...
... Fourth . The Third class of Emphasis - Capitals , so preserved for us , are those found in passages , where nothing of the kind had been before , and where there is no Crowned - Word in juxta position , to suggest their introduction ...
常見字詞
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.