The Hamnet Shakspere: According to the First Folio (spelling Modernised).Edmonston, 1880 |
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第 xiii 頁
... swords , and hear a Drum , than look upon his Schoolmaster . Val . A my word the Father's Son : I'll swear ' tis a very pretty boy . A my troth , I look'd upon him a Wensday half an hour together : ha's such a confirmed countenance . I ...
... swords , and hear a Drum , than look upon his Schoolmaster . Val . A my word the Father's Son : I'll swear ' tis a very pretty boy . A my troth , I look'd upon him a Wensday half an hour together : ha's such a confirmed countenance . I ...
第 xvi 頁
... sword . Contenning , tell Valeria We are fit to bid her welcome . In the Three After Folios we have " Swords Contending , " and the Capital Letter given to " Contending " puzzled the Printers , and led them to suppose it was a Proper ...
... sword . Contenning , tell Valeria We are fit to bid her welcome . In the Three After Folios we have " Swords Contending , " and the Capital Letter given to " Contending " puzzled the Printers , and led them to suppose it was a Proper ...
第 xxvi 頁
... sword drawn , he covered himself with his gown , and allowed himself to be despatched . In the first English Translation of Suetonius ' Twelve Cæsars , that of Philemon Holland ( whom Fuller calls " the Translator Generall in his age ...
... sword drawn , he covered himself with his gown , and allowed himself to be despatched . In the first English Translation of Suetonius ' Twelve Cæsars , that of Philemon Holland ( whom Fuller calls " the Translator Generall in his age ...
第 xxx 頁
... sword ye offer them . " The following are the Lives with marked passages , and their number , and it looks as if the person marking had been reading on a system , or for a purpose , for a general reader would not have left fifty - two ...
... sword ye offer them . " The following are the Lives with marked passages , and their number , and it looks as if the person marking had been reading on a system , or for a purpose , for a general reader would not have left fifty - two ...
第 li 頁
... Swords of the Garland • Sir , th ' People must have their Voices To Coriolanus come all joy and Honor . we must also tell him our Noble acceptance From th ' noise of our own Drums Oh me the Gods . make him good friend to the People and ...
... Swords of the Garland • Sir , th ' People must have their Voices To Coriolanus come all joy and Honor . we must also tell him our Noble acceptance From th ' noise of our own Drums Oh me the Gods . make him good friend to the People and ...
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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.