The Works of William Shakespeare, 第 2 巻Chapman and Hall, 1866 |
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... Leon . I learn in this letter that Don PETER of Arragon comes this night to Mes- I find here that Don PETER hath bestowed much honour on a young Florentine called Claudio . sina Mess . Much deserved on his part , and equally remembered ...
... Leon . I learn in this letter that Don PETER of Arragon comes this night to Mes- I find here that Don PETER hath bestowed much honour on a young Florentine called Claudio . sina Mess . Much deserved on his part , and equally remembered ...
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... Leon . I learn in this letter that Don Pedro ( 2 ) of Arragon comes this night to Messina . Mess . He is very near by this : he was not three leagues off when I left him . Leon . How many gentlemen have you lost in this action ? Mess ...
... Leon . I learn in this letter that Don Pedro ( 2 ) of Arragon comes this night to Messina . Mess . He is very near by this : he was not three leagues off when I left him . Leon . How many gentlemen have you lost in this action ? Mess ...
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... Leon . What is he that you ask for , niece ? Hero . My cousin means Signior Benedick of Padua . Mess . O , he's returned ; and as pleasant as ever he was . Beat . He set up his bills here in Messina , and challenged Cupid at the flight ...
... Leon . What is he that you ask for , niece ? Hero . My cousin means Signior Benedick of Padua . Mess . O , he's returned ; and as pleasant as ever he was . Beat . He set up his bills here in Messina , and challenged Cupid at the flight ...
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... Leon . You will never run mad , niece . Beat . No , not till a hot January . Mess . Don Pedro is approached . Enter DON PEDRO , DON JOHN , CLAUDIO , BENEDICK , and BALTHAZAR . D. Pedro . Good Signior Leonato , you are come to meet your ...
... Leon . You will never run mad , niece . Beat . No , not till a hot January . Mess . Don Pedro is approached . Enter DON PEDRO , DON JOHN , CLAUDIO , BENEDICK , and BALTHAZAR . D. Pedro . Good Signior Leonato , you are come to meet your ...
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... Leon . If you swear , my lord , you shall not be forsworn.- Let me bid you welcome , my lord : being reconciled to the prince your brother , I owe you all duty . D. John . I thank you : I am not of many words , but I thank you . Leon ...
... Leon . If you swear , my lord , you shall not be forsworn.- Let me bid you welcome , my lord : being reconciled to the prince your brother , I owe you all duty . D. John . I thank you : I am not of many words , but I thank you . Leon ...
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410 ページ - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
236 ページ - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit ; Tu-who...
278 ページ - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
236 ページ - A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl: Tu-who; Tu-whit, To-who'- A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
399 ページ - Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown : His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway ; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
354 ページ - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more, for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice.
312 ページ - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
378 ページ - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
278 ページ - That very time I saw, (but thou couldst not,) Flying between the cold -moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took At a fair vestal, throned by the west; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts: But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon ; And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
282 ページ - CHORUS. Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.