Mr. William Shakespeare's Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems, Том 2Houghton, Mifflin, 1883 |
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... night or day , When I was got , Sir Robert was away ! Eli . The very spirit of Plantagenet ! I am thy grandam , Richard ; call me so . Bast . Madam , by chance but not by truth ; what though ? Something about , a little from the right ...
... night or day , When I was got , Sir Robert was away ! Eli . The very spirit of Plantagenet ! I am thy grandam , Richard ; call me so . Bast . Madam , by chance but not by truth ; what though ? Something about , a little from the right ...
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... night , If this same were a churchyard where we stand , And thou possessed with a thousand wrongs , Or if that surly spirit , melancholy , 40 Had bak'd thy blood and made it heavy - thick , Which else runs tickling up and down the veins ...
... night , If this same were a churchyard where we stand , And thou possessed with a thousand wrongs , Or if that surly spirit , melancholy , 40 Had bak'd thy blood and made it heavy - thick , Which else runs tickling up and down the veins ...
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... night , Thou hate and terror to prosperity , And I will kiss thy detestable bones And put my eyeballs in thy vaulty brows And ring these fingers with thy household worms And stop this gap of breath with fulsome dust And be a carrion ...
... night , Thou hate and terror to prosperity , And I will kiss thy detestable bones And put my eyeballs in thy vaulty brows And ring these fingers with thy household worms And stop this gap of breath with fulsome dust And be a carrion ...
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... night , Only for wantonness . By my christendom , So I were out of prison and kept sheep , I should be merry as the day is long ; And so I would be here , but that I doubt My uncle practises more harm to me : He is afraid of me and I of ...
... night , Only for wantonness . By my christendom , So I were out of prison and kept sheep , I should be merry as the day is long ; And so I would be here , but that I doubt My uncle practises more harm to me : He is afraid of me and I of ...
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... night . Sal . Indeed we fear'd his sickness was past cure . Pem . Indeed we heard how near his death he was Before the child himself felt he was sick : This must be answer'd either here or hence . 70 80 K. John . Why do you bend such ...
... night . Sal . Indeed we fear'd his sickness was past cure . Pem . Indeed we heard how near his death he was Before the child himself felt he was sick : This must be answer'd either here or hence . 70 80 K. John . Why do you bend such ...
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Страница 732 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Страница 587 - 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; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity; And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Страница 339 - This story shall the good man teach his son ; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered ; We few, we happy few, we band of brothers...
Страница 883 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights, Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Страница 338 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart; his passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse: We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is...
Страница 880 - Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew: Nor did I wonder at the...
Страница 868 - And brass eternal slave to mortal rage; When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away.
Страница 916 - Crabbed age and youth cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short ; Youth is nimble, age is lame ; Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame, Age, I do abhor thee ; youth, I do adore thee; O, my love, my love is young ! Age, I do defy thee : O, sweet shepherd, hie thee, For methinks thou stay'st...
Страница 882 - Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride. Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen. Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah ! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand. Steal from his figure and no pace perceived ; So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, Hath motion and mine eye may be deceived: For fear of which, hear this, thou age...
Страница 868 - Against the wrackful siege of battering days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout, Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays? O fearful meditation! where, alack, Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid? O, none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright.