The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: To which are Added His Miscellaneous Poems ...J. Walker, 1821 |
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第 6 到 10 筆結果,共 82 筆
第 39 頁
... hold it sin To break the vow I am engaged in ; I am betray'd , by keeping company With moon - like men , of strange inconstancy . When shall you see me write a thing in rhyme ? Or groan for Joan ? or spend a minute's time In pruning me ...
... hold it sin To break the vow I am engaged in ; I am betray'd , by keeping company With moon - like men , of strange inconstancy . When shall you see me write a thing in rhyme ? Or groan for Joan ? or spend a minute's time In pruning me ...
第 42 頁
... hold vile stuff so dear . Long . Look , here's thy love : my foot and her [ Showing his shoe . Biron . O , if the streets were paved with thine eyes , Her feet were much too dainty for such tread i Dum . O vile ! then as she goes , what ...
... hold vile stuff so dear . Long . Look , here's thy love : my foot and her [ Showing his shoe . Biron . O , if the streets were paved with thine eyes , Her feet were much too dainty for such tread i Dum . O vile ! then as she goes , what ...
第 51 頁
... Hold , Rosaline , this favour thou shalt wear ; And then the king will court thee for his dear ; Hold , take thou this , my sweet , and give me thine ; So shall Birón take me for Rosaline.- And change your favours too ; so shall your ...
... Hold , Rosaline , this favour thou shalt wear ; And then the king will court thee for his dear ; Hold , take thou this , my sweet , and give me thine ; So shall Birón take me for Rosaline.- And change your favours too ; so shall your ...
第 54 頁
... hold more chat . Ros . In private , then . King . I am best pleased with that . [ They converse apart . Biron . White - handed mistress , one sweet word with thee . Prin . Honey , and milk , and sugar ; there is three . Biron . Nay ...
... hold more chat . Ros . In private , then . King . I am best pleased with that . [ They converse apart . Biron . White - handed mistress , one sweet word with thee . Prin . Honey , and milk , and sugar ; there is three . Biron . Nay ...
第 57 頁
... hold me ; and so hold your Vow : Nor God , nor I , delight in perjured men . King . Rebuke me not for that which you provoke ; The virtue of your eye must break my oath . Rustic merry - meetings . + The tooth of the horse - whale . VOL ...
... hold me ; and so hold your Vow : Nor God , nor I , delight in perjured men . King . Rebuke me not for that which you provoke ; The virtue of your eye must break my oath . Rustic merry - meetings . + The tooth of the horse - whale . VOL ...
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第 106 頁 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? revenge ; If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute ; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
第 134 頁 - Therefore the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and floods ; Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature : The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
第 478 頁 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me : I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
第 74 頁 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
第 186 頁 - twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
第 125 頁 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation : we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
第 189 頁 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well...
第 189 頁 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
第 74 頁 - When icicles hang by the wall And Dick the shepherd blows his nail And Tom bears logs into the hall And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nipp'd and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
第 481 頁 - Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures: 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt.