The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, 第 5 巻 |
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... I'll in , to urge his hatred more to Clarence , With lies well steeled with weighty arguments ; And , if I fail not in my deep intent , Clarence hath not another day to live ; Which done , God take king Edward to his mercy , And leave ...
... I'll in , to urge his hatred more to Clarence , With lies well steeled with weighty arguments ; And , if I fail not in my deep intent , Clarence hath not another day to live ; Which done , God take king Edward to his mercy , And leave ...
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... I'll make a corse of him that disobeys . 1 Gent . My lord , stand back , and let the coffin pass . Glo . Unmannered dog ! stand thou when I com- mand : Advance thy halberd higher than my breast , Or , by saint Paul , I'll strike thee to ...
... I'll make a corse of him that disobeys . 1 Gent . My lord , stand back , and let the coffin pass . Glo . Unmannered dog ! stand thou when I com- mand : Advance thy halberd higher than my breast , Or , by saint Paul , I'll strike thee to ...
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... I'll be at charges for a looking - glass ; And entertain a score or two of tailors , To study fashions to adorn my body : Since I am crept in favor with myself , I will maintain it with some little cost . But , first , I'll turn yon ...
... I'll be at charges for a looking - glass ; And entertain a score or two of tailors , To study fashions to adorn my body : Since I am crept in favor with myself , I will maintain it with some little cost . But , first , I'll turn yon ...
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... I'll to the king ; and signify to him , That thus I have resigned to you my charge . 1 Murd . You may , sir ; ' tis a point of wisdom . Fare you well . [ Exit BRAKENBury . 2 Murd . What , shall we stab him as he sleeps ? 1 Murd . No ...
... I'll to the king ; and signify to him , That thus I have resigned to you my charge . 1 Murd . You may , sir ; ' tis a point of wisdom . Fare you well . [ Exit BRAKENBury . 2 Murd . What , shall we stab him as he sleeps ? 1 Murd . No ...
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... I'll back to the duke of Gloster , and tell him so . 2 Murd . Nay , I pr'ythee , stay a little . I hope this holy humor of mine will change ; it was wont to hold me but while one would tell twenty . 1 Murd . How dost thou feel thyself ...
... I'll back to the duke of Gloster , and tell him so . 2 Murd . Nay , I pr'ythee , stay a little . I hope this holy humor of mine will change ; it was wont to hold me but while one would tell twenty . 1 Murd . How dost thou feel thyself ...
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8 ページ - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
199 ページ - Farewell) a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honors thick upon him : The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
199 ページ - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes...
325 ページ - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
122 ページ - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
306 ページ - For honour travels in a strait so narrow, W'here one but goes abreast: keep then the path; For emulation hath a thousand sons, That one by one pursue: If you give way, Or...
34 ページ - With that, methought a legion of foul fiends Environed me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling waked, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell — Such terrible impression made my dream.
34 ページ - Who pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood, With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud, ' What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
202 ページ - tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
32 ページ - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.