The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, 第 5 巻 |
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... honor may be shrouded in a hearse , - Whilst I awhile obsequiously lament The untimely fall of virtuous Lancaster- Poor key - cold ' figure of a holy king ! Pale ashes of the house of Lancaster ! Thou bloodless remnant of that royal ...
... honor may be shrouded in a hearse , - Whilst I awhile obsequiously lament The untimely fall of virtuous Lancaster- Poor key - cold ' figure of a holy king ! Pale ashes of the house of Lancaster ! Thou bloodless remnant of that royal ...
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William Shakespeare. And lay those honors on your high desert . What may she not ? She may , -ay , marry , may she ... honor , state , and seat , is due to me . Glo . What ? threat you me with telling of the king ? Tell him , and spare ...
William Shakespeare. And lay those honors on your high desert . What may she not ? She may , -ay , marry , may she ... honor , state , and seat , is due to me . Glo . What ? threat you me with telling of the king ? Tell him , and spare ...
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... honor ! thou detested- Glo . Margaret ! Q. Mar. Glo . Q. Mar. Richard ! Ha ! I call thee not . Glo . I cry thee mercy then ; for I did think That thou hadst called me all these bitter names . Q. Mar. Why , so I did ; but looked for no ...
... honor ! thou detested- Glo . Margaret ! Q. Mar. Glo . Q. Mar. Richard ! Ha ! I call thee not . Glo . I cry thee mercy then ; for I did think That thou hadst called me all these bitter names . Q. Mar. Why , so I did ; but looked for no ...
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... honor is scarce current ; 1 O that your young nobility could judge , What ' twere to lose it , and be miserable ! They that stand high , have many blasts to shake them ; And , if they fall , they dash themselves to pieces . Glo . Good ...
... honor is scarce current ; 1 O that your young nobility could judge , What ' twere to lose it , and be miserable ! They that stand high , have many blasts to shake them ; And , if they fall , they dash themselves to pieces . Glo . Good ...
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William Shakespeare. Princes have but their titles for their glories , An outward honor for an inward toil ; And , for unfelt imaginations , They often feel a world of restless cares ; 1 So that , between their titles , and low name ...
William Shakespeare. Princes have but their titles for their glories , An outward honor for an inward toil ; And , for unfelt imaginations , They often feel a world of restless cares ; 1 So that , between their titles , and low name ...
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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...
323 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!
304 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.