Pearls of Shakespeare: A Collection of the Most Brilliant Passages Found in His PlaysJ. Blackwood, 1860 - Всего страниц: 160 |
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... farewell of the glorious sun ! How well resembles it the prime of youth , Trimm'd like a younker prancing to his love ! THE BLESSINGS OF A SHEPHERD'S LIFE . O God ! methinks it were a happy life , To be no better than a homely swain ...
... farewell of the glorious sun ! How well resembles it the prime of youth , Trimm'd like a younker prancing to his love ! THE BLESSINGS OF A SHEPHERD'S LIFE . O God ! methinks it were a happy life , To be no better than a homely swain ...
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... farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness , And , from that full meridian of my glory , I haste now to my setting : I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening , And no man see me more . CARDINAL WOLSEY'S ...
... farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness , And , from that full meridian of my glory , I haste now to my setting : I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening , And no man see me more . CARDINAL WOLSEY'S ...
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... farewell to the little good you bear me . Farewell , a long farewell , to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to - day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope , to - morrow blossoms , And bears his blushing honours thick upon ...
... farewell to the little good you bear me . Farewell , a long farewell , to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to - day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope , to - morrow blossoms , And bears his blushing honours thick upon ...
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... farewell , content ! Farewell the plumed troop , and the big wars , The mandrake has a soporific quality . Possessed'st . N That make ambition virtue ! O , farewell ! Farewell OTHELLO . 145 Reputation The Tortures of Jealousy.
... farewell , content ! Farewell the plumed troop , and the big wars , The mandrake has a soporific quality . Possessed'st . N That make ambition virtue ! O , farewell ! Farewell OTHELLO . 145 Reputation The Tortures of Jealousy.
Стр. 146
... farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed , and the shrill trump , The spirit - stirring drum , the ear - piercing fife , The royal banner ; and all quality , Pride , pomp , and circumstance of glorious war ! And O you mortal engines ...
... farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed , and the shrill trump , The spirit - stirring drum , the ear - piercing fife , The royal banner ; and all quality , Pride , pomp , and circumstance of glorious war ! And O you mortal engines ...
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Стр. 102 - Tis an unweeded garden That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. That it should come to this! But two months dead! Nay, not so much, not two. So excellent a king, that was to this Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.
Стр. 105 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them ? To die : to sleep ; No more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to ?—'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep...
Стр. 26 - 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 of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
Стр. 152 - a lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice. Sometimes she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes, And being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two And sleeps again.
Стр. 151 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep ; Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Стр. 127 - Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o' the other senses, Or else worth all the rest : I see thee still ; And on thy blade, and dudgeon,* goutsf of blood, Which was not so before.
Стр. 108 - Such an act That blurs the grace and blush of modesty, Calls virtue hypocrite, takes off the rose From the fair forehead of an innocent love And sets a blister there, makes marriage vows As false as dicers
Стр. 116 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears ; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus Hath told you Caesar was ambitious : If it were so, it was a grievous fault ; And grievously hath Caesar answered it.
Стр. 30 - 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.
Стр. 102 - gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't! O fie! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely.