The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, from the text of Johnson, Stevens [sic], and Reed, with glossarial notes, 第 47 部、第 1 巻 |
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... poor gen- tleman born . Anne . I may not go in without your worship : they will not sit till you come . Slen . I ' faith , I'll eat nothing ; I thank you as much as though I did . Anne . I pray you , Sir , walk in . Slen . I had rather ...
... poor gen- tleman born . Anne . I may not go in without your worship : they will not sit till you come . Slen . I ' faith , I'll eat nothing ; I thank you as much as though I did . Anne . I pray you , Sir , walk in . Slen . I had rather ...
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... poor : Testert I'll have in pouch , when thou shalt lack , Base Phrygian Turk . Nym . I have operations in my head , which be humours of revenge . Pist . Wilt thou revenge ? Nym . By welkin , and her star . Pist . With wit , or steel ...
... poor : Testert I'll have in pouch , when thou shalt lack , Base Phrygian Turk . Nym . I have operations in my head , which be humours of revenge . Pist . Wilt thou revenge ? Nym . By welkin , and her star . Pist . With wit , or steel ...
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... poor cuckoldly knave ! I know him not : - yet I wrong him to call him poor ; they say , the jealous wittolly knave hath masses of money ; for the which his wife seems to me well - favoured . I will use her as the key of the cuckoldly ...
... poor cuckoldly knave ! I know him not : - yet I wrong him to call him poor ; they say , the jealous wittolly knave hath masses of money ; for the which his wife seems to me well - favoured . I will use her as the key of the cuckoldly ...
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... . Speak to mistress Page . Fent . Good mistress Page , for that I love your daughter * Come poor or rich . VOL . I. D + Lot . In such a righteous fashion as I do , Perforce SCENE IV . ] 33 THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR .
... . Speak to mistress Page . Fent . Good mistress Page , for that I love your daughter * Come poor or rich . VOL . I. D + Lot . In such a righteous fashion as I do , Perforce SCENE IV . ] 33 THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR .
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... poor woman . Mrs. Ford . Nay , he will do it : -Tis a goodly credit for you . Ford . Hang her , witch ! Eva . By yea and no , I think , the ' oman is a witch , indeed : I like not when a ' oman has a great peard ; I spy a great peard ...
... poor woman . Mrs. Ford . Nay , he will do it : -Tis a goodly credit for you . Ford . Hang her , witch ! Eva . By yea and no , I think , the ' oman is a witch , indeed : I like not when a ' oman has a great peard ; I spy a great peard ...
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463 ページ - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
76 ページ - A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
415 ページ - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad: It wearies me; you say it wearies you; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know myself.
348 ページ - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report what my dream was.
492 ページ - 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 lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
454 ページ - The slaves are ours : — So do I answer you : The pound of flesh, which I demand of him, Is dearly bought, is mine, and I will have it : If you deny me, fie upon your law ! There is no force in the decrees of Venice : I stand for judgment : answer ; shall I have it?
391 ページ - And, when love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Never durst poet touch a pen to write, Until his ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; O, then his lines would ravish savage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility. From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: They sparkle still the right Promethean fire; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world; Else, none at all in aught proves excellent: Then fools you were, these...
138 ページ - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
413 ページ - When daisies pied and violets blue And lady-smocks all silver-white And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear! When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo;...
43 ページ - Mrs. Page. There is an old tale goes, that Herne the hunter, Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest, Doth all the winter time, at still midnight, Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd horns ; And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle8; And makes milch-kine yield blood, and shakes a chain In a most hideous and dreadful manner.