The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare, 第 3 巻 |
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... being an honest man's son , or rather an honest woman's son ; -for , indeed ,
my father did something smack , something grow to , he had a kind of taste ; -well
, my conscience says , Launcelot , budge not ; budge , says the fiend ; budge not
...
... being an honest man's son , or rather an honest woman's son ; -for , indeed ,
my father did something smack , something grow to , he had a kind of taste ; -well
, my conscience says , Launcelot , budge not ; budge , says the fiend ; budge not
...
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There is but one hope in it that can do you any good ; and that is but a kind of
bastard hope neither . Jes . And what hope is that , I pray thee ? Laun . Marry ,
you may partly hope that your father got you not , that you are not the Jew's
daughter .
There is but one hope in it that can do you any good ; and that is but a kind of
bastard hope neither . Jes . And what hope is that , I pray thee ? Laun . Marry ,
you may partly hope that your father got you not , that you are not the Jew's
daughter .
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By this kind of chase , I should hate him , for my father hated his father dearly ; yet
I hate not Orlando . Ros . No ' faith , hate him not for my sake . . Cel : Why should I
not , doth he not deserve well ? Ros . Let me love him for that ; and do you love ...
By this kind of chase , I should hate him , for my father hated his father dearly ; yet
I hate not Orlando . Ros . No ' faith , hate him not for my sake . . Cel : Why should I
not , doth he not deserve well ? Ros . Let me love him for that ; and do you love ...
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... cheeks Confess it , one to the other : and thine eyes See it so grossly shown in
thy behaviours , That in their kind they speak , it : only sin What's the matter , That
this distemper'd messenger of wet , The many - colour'd Iris , rounds thine eye ?
... cheeks Confess it , one to the other : and thine eyes See it so grossly shown in
thy behaviours , That in their kind they speak , it : only sin What's the matter , That
this distemper'd messenger of wet , The many - colour'd Iris , rounds thine eye ?
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Sir , the year growing ancient - Not yet on summer's death , nor on the birth Of
trembling winter , —the fairest flowers o ' the season Are our carnations , and
streak'd gillyflowers , Which some call nature's bastards : of that kind Our rustick ...
Sir , the year growing ancient - Not yet on summer's death , nor on the birth Of
trembling winter , —the fairest flowers o ' the season Are our carnations , and
streak'd gillyflowers , Which some call nature's bastards : of that kind Our rustick ...
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411 ページ - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids...
119 ページ - And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
40 ページ - 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. If a Jew wrong a Christian,...
239 ページ - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
410 ページ - But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
47 ページ - But now I was the lord Of this fair mansion, master of my servants, Queen o'er myself; and even now, but now, This house, these servants, and this same myself, Are yours- my lord's. I give them with this ring...
349 ページ - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such, a woman oweth to her husband : And, when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour, And, not obedient to his honest will, What is she, but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord ? — I am asham'd, that women are so simple To offer war, where they should kneel for peace ; Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.
115 ページ - twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot, and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.
64 ページ - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart : If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority : To do a great right, do a little wrong, And curb this cruel devil of his will.
360 ページ - Can thy dam? — may't be? Affection! thy intention stabs the centre: Thou dost make possible things not so held, Communicat'st with dreams; — how can this be? — With what's unreal thou co-active art, And fellow'st nothing: then 'tis very credent...