The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, 9권Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1812 |
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... grief should sleep , ) can breed me quiet ! Here pleasures court mine eyes , and mine eyes shun them , And danger , which I feared , is at Antioch , Whose arm seems far too short to hit me here : Yet neither pleasure's art can joy my ...
... grief should sleep , ) can breed me quiet ! Here pleasures court mine eyes , and mine eyes shun them , And danger , which I feared , is at Antioch , Whose arm seems far too short to hit me here : Yet neither pleasure's art can joy my ...
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... grief , -God give you joy ! What , are you both pleas'd ? Thai . Yes , if you love me , sir . Per . Even as my life , my blood that fosters it . Sim . What , are you both agreed ? Both . Yes , ' please your majesty . Sim . It pleaseth ...
... grief , -God give you joy ! What , are you both pleas'd ? Thai . Yes , if you love me , sir . Per . Even as my life , my blood that fosters it . Sim . What , are you both agreed ? Both . Yes , ' please your majesty . Sim . It pleaseth ...
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... grief . Lys . Upon what ground is his distemperature ? Hel . Sir , it would be too tedious to repeat ; But the main grief of all springs from the loss Of a beloved daughter and a wife . Lys . May we not see him then ? Hel . You may ...
... grief . Lys . Upon what ground is his distemperature ? Hel . Sir , it would be too tedious to repeat ; But the main grief of all springs from the loss Of a beloved daughter and a wife . Lys . May we not see him then ? Hel . You may ...
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... grief Might equal yours , if both were justly weigh'd . Though wayward fortune did malign my state , My derivation was from ancestors Who stood equivalent with mighty kings : But time hath rooted out my parentage , And to the world and ...
... grief Might equal yours , if both were justly weigh'd . Though wayward fortune did malign my state , My derivation was from ancestors Who stood equivalent with mighty kings : But time hath rooted out my parentage , And to the world and ...
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... grief with pro- verbs , -case or cover the wounds of his grief with proverbial sayings ; -make misfortune drunk with candle - wasters , —stu- pify misfortune , or render himself insensible to the strokes of it , by the conversation or ...
... grief with pro- verbs , -case or cover the wounds of his grief with proverbial sayings ; -make misfortune drunk with candle - wasters , —stu- pify misfortune , or render himself insensible to the strokes of it , by the conversation or ...
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Adonis Bawd bear beauteous beauty beauty's behold blood Boult breast breath cheeks Cleon Colatine daughter dead dear death deeds delight desire DIONYZA dost thou doth face fair fair lord false Falstaff father fear fire flowers foul gainst gentle give grace grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven Henry VI honour Jove king kiss lady leave lips live look lord love's Lucrece Lucretius lust LYSIMACHUS MALONE Menelaus mind mistress Mitylene ne'er never night Othello Pentapolis Pericles pleasure poison'd poor praise Priam prince prince of Tyre queen quoth Sextus Tarquinius Shakspeare shalt shame sight sorrow soul STEEVENS swear sweet Tarquin tears tell Thaisa thee Theseus thine eye thing thou art thou dost thou hast thought thro thyself time's tongue true truth unto weep Whilst wife wilt wind words wound youth
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154 페이지 - Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store ; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed, without...
130 페이지 - I am fled From this vile world with vilest worms to dwell. Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it, for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe. O, if, I say, you look upon this verse, When I, perhaps, compounded am with clay, Do not so much as my poor name rehearse, But let your love even with my life decay, Lest the wise world should look into your moan, And mock you with me after I am gone.
131 페이지 - Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read, And tongues to be your being shall rehearse When all the breathers of this world are dead. You still shall live — such virtue hath my pen — Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.
99 페이지 - And brass eternal slave to mortal rage ; When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state...
17 페이지 - Round-hoof'd, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide: Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
100 페이지 - What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend ? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you ; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new...
99 페이지 - Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid ? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back ? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
112 페이지 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
134 페이지 - Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone : She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity :
138 페이지 - The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only live and die; But if that flower with base infection meet, The basest weed outbraves his dignity. For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds; Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.