The Complete Dramatic and Poetical Works of William Shakespeare, المجلد 1Claxton, Remsen & Haffelfinger, 1879 - 896 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 10
... hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear : for several virtues Have I liked several women ; never any With so full soul , but some defect in her Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed And put it to the foil : but you , O you ...
... hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear : for several virtues Have I liked several women ; never any With so full soul , but some defect in her Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed And put it to the foil : but you , O you ...
الصفحة 22
... hath not writ to me ? Speed . What need she , when she hath made you write to yourself ? Why , do you not perceive the Val . No , believe me . [ jest ? Speed . No believing you , indeed , sir . But did you perceive her earnest ? Val ...
... hath not writ to me ? Speed . What need she , when she hath made you write to yourself ? Why , do you not perceive the Val . No , believe me . [ jest ? Speed . No believing you , indeed , sir . But did you perceive her earnest ? Val ...
الصفحة 23
... hath more mind to feed on your blood than live in your air . Val . You have said , sir . Thu. Ay , sir , and done too , for this time . [ begin . Val . I know it well , sir ; you always end ere you Sil . A fine volley of words ...
... hath more mind to feed on your blood than live in your air . Val . You have said , sir . Thu. Ay , sir , and done too , for this time . [ begin . Val . I know it well , sir ; you always end ere you Sil . A fine volley of words ...
الصفحة 26
... Hath made me publisher of this pretence . Duke . Upon mine honour , he shall never know That I had any light from thee of this . Pro . Adieu , my Lord ; Sir Valentine is coming . [ Exit . Enter Valentine . Duke . Sir Valentine , whither ...
... Hath made me publisher of this pretence . Duke . Upon mine honour , he shall never know That I had any light from thee of this . Pro . Adieu , my Lord ; Sir Valentine is coming . [ Exit . Enter Valentine . Duke . Sir Valentine , whither ...
الصفحة 27
... hath possess'd them . Pro . Then in dumb silence will I bury mine , For they are harsh , untuneable and bad . Val . Is Silvia dead ? Pro . No , Valentine . Val . No Valentine , indeed , for sacred Silvia . Hath she forsworn me ? Pro ...
... hath possess'd them . Pro . Then in dumb silence will I bury mine , For they are harsh , untuneable and bad . Val . Is Silvia dead ? Pro . No , Valentine . Val . No Valentine , indeed , for sacred Silvia . Hath she forsworn me ? Pro ...
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الصفحة 7 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none ; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil ; No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too, — but innocent and pure ; No sovereignty, — Seb.
الصفحة 176 - 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 slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well...
الصفحة 237 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
الصفحة 132 - 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; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
الصفحة 98 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
الصفحة xl - See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.