The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, with notes original and selected by S.W. Singer, and a life of the poet by C. Symmons, 파트 18,3권 |
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... look not well , signior Antonio ; You have too much respect upon the world : They lose it , that do buy it with much care . Believe me , you are marvellously chang'd . Ant . I hold the world but as the world , Gratiano ; A stage , where ...
... look not well , signior Antonio ; You have too much respect upon the world : They lose it , that do buy it with much care . Believe me , you are marvellously chang'd . Ant . I hold the world but as the world , Gratiano ; A stage , where ...
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... look you , how you storm ! I would be friends with you , and have your love , Forget the shames that you have stain'd me with , Supply your present wants , and take no doit Of usance for my monies , and you'll not hear me : This is kind ...
... look you , how you storm ! I would be friends with you , and have your love , Forget the shames that you have stain'd me with , Supply your present wants , and take no doit Of usance for my monies , and you'll not hear me : This is kind ...
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... look , Out - brave the heart most daring on the earth , Pluck the young suckling cubs from the she bear , 1 To understand how the tawny prince , whose savage dignity is well supported , means to recommend himself by this chal- lenge ...
... look , Out - brave the heart most daring on the earth , Pluck the young suckling cubs from the she bear , 1 To understand how the tawny prince , whose savage dignity is well supported , means to recommend himself by this chal- lenge ...
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... look like a cudgel , or a hovel - post , a staff , or a prop ? -Do you know me , father ? Gob . Alack the day , I know you not , young gen- tleman : but , I pray you , tell me , is my boy ( God rest his soul ! ) alive , or dead ? Laun ...
... look like a cudgel , or a hovel - post , a staff , or a prop ? -Do you know me , father ? Gob . Alack the day , I know you not , young gen- tleman : but , I pray you , tell me , is my boy ( God rest his soul ! ) alive , or dead ? Laun ...
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... [ Look- ing on his palm . ] if any man in Italy have a fairer table 11 ; which doth offer to swear upon a book , I shall have good fortune . Go to , here's a simple line of life ! here's a small trifle of wives : Alas , fifteen wives is ...
... [ Look- ing on his palm . ] if any man in Italy have a fairer table 11 ; which doth offer to swear upon a book , I shall have good fortune . Go to , here's a simple line of life ! here's a small trifle of wives : Alas , fifteen wives is ...
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aglets Antonio Baptista Bass Bassanio BERTRAM better Bian Bianca Bion Biondello Cotgrave Count daughter doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fool forest of Arden fortune gentleman give Gratiano Grumio hast hath hear heart heaven honour Hortensio Jessica Kate Kath King knave lady Lafeu Laun Launcelot look lord Love's Labour's Lost Lucentio madam maid Malone marry master means Merchant of Venice merry mistress musick Nerissa never old copy reads Orlando Padua Parolles Petruchio Phebe play Portia pr'ythee pray ring Rosalind Rousillon Salan Salar SCENE Servant Shakspeare Shakspeare's Shylock Signior sirrah speak Steevens swear sweet tell thee thing thou art Touch Tranio Troilus and Cressida unto Venice Vincentio wife word young
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149 페이지 - 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...
20 페이지 - Shylock, we would have moneys : " you say so, You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say " Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
16 페이지 - How like a fawning publican he looks! I hate him for he is a Christian; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
129 페이지 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
95 페이지 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think, The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
49 페이지 - Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? If you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? If you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian,...
444 페이지 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband: And, when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour, And not obedient to his honest will, What is she but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord ? — I am ashamed that women are so simple To offer war where they should kneel for peace ; Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.
148 페이지 - 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
103 페이지 - Love in my bosom like a bee, Doth suck his sweet; Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast, My kisses are his daily feast; And yet he robs me of my rest: Ah, wanton, will ye?
302 페이지 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.