The Works of William Shakespeare, 4권Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1810 |
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... night or day , When I was got , sir Robert was away ! Eli . The very spirit of Plantagenet ! — I am thy grandame , Richard ; call me so . Bast . Madam , by chance , but not by truth : What though ? Something about , a little from the ...
... night or day , When I was got , sir Robert was away ! Eli . The very spirit of Plantagenet ! — I am thy grandame , Richard ; call me so . Bast . Madam , by chance , but not by truth : What though ? Something about , a little from the ...
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... night - gowne cloake down trayling to your toes ; " A slender slop close couched to your dock ; " A curtolde slipper , and a short silk hose , " & c . [ 9 ] My picked man of countries is - my travelled fop . STEEV . HOLT WHITE . [ 1 ] ...
... night - gowne cloake down trayling to your toes ; " A slender slop close couched to your dock ; " A curtolde slipper , and a short silk hose , " & c . [ 9 ] My picked man of countries is - my travelled fop . STEEV . HOLT WHITE . [ 1 ] ...
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... night that betray . ed her to Lothario , is chiefly borrowed from this chapter of Job . STEEV . [ 7 ] i.e. be disappointed by the production of a prodigy , a monster . STE . [ 8 ] That is , except on this day . JOHNS . In the ancient ...
... night that betray . ed her to Lothario , is chiefly borrowed from this chapter of Job . STEEV . [ 7 ] i.e. be disappointed by the production of a prodigy , a monster . STE . [ 8 ] That is , except on this day . JOHNS . In the ancient ...
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... night ; If this same were a church - yard where we stand , And thou possessed with a thousand wrongs ; Or if that surly spirit , melancholy , Had bak'd thy blood , and made it heavy , thick ; ( Which , else , runs tickling up and down ...
... night ; If this same were a church - yard where we stand , And thou possessed with a thousand wrongs ; Or if that surly spirit , melancholy , Had bak'd thy blood , and made it heavy , thick ; ( Which , else , runs tickling up and down ...
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... night , Thou hate and terror to prosperity , And I will kiss thy détestable bones ; And put my eye - balls in thy vaulty brows ; And ring these fingers with thy household worms ; And stop this gap of breath with fulsome dust , And be a ...
... night , Thou hate and terror to prosperity , And I will kiss thy détestable bones ; And put my eye - balls in thy vaulty brows ; And ring these fingers with thy household worms ; And stop this gap of breath with fulsome dust , And be a ...
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46 페이지 - And that small model of the barren earth, Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For heaven's sake, let us sit upon the ground, And tell sad stories of the death of kings : — How some have been depos'd, some slain in war...
39 페이지 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast, Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge. And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deaf ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes...
13 페이지 - I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my lord. {Exit POINS. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness : Yet herein will I imitate the sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds To smother up his beauty from the world, That when he please again to be himself, Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at, By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours, that did seem to strangle him.
39 페이지 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
2 페이지 - Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts ; Into a thousand parts divide one man, And make imaginary puissance ; Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i...
45 페이지 - Grief fills the room up of .my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me ; Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief.
2 페이지 - O, for a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene ! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself, Assume the port of Mars ; and, at his heels, Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire, Crouch for employment.
51 페이지 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
60 페이지 - God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour As one man more, methinks, would share from me For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more! Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is call'd the feast of Crispian.
24 페이지 - This land of such dear souls, this dear, dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out (I die pronouncing it), Like to a tenement, or pelting farm: England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots, and rotten parchment bonds: That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.