Lectures on Shakespeare, Tập 1

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Baker and Scribner, 1848
 

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Trang 16 - Where the bee sucks there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Trang 134 - at all." But there is a heaven above ; and though " In the corrupted currents of this world, Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice ; And oft 'tis seen, the wicked prize itself Buys out the law ; yet 'tis not so above : There is no shuffling, there the action lies In its true nature ; and we ourselves
Trang 166 - Two truths are told, As happy prologues to the swelling act Of the imperial theme.— This supernatural soliciting Cannot be ill, cannot be good :—If ill, Why hath it given me earnest of success, Commencing in a truth ? If good, why do I yield to that
Trang 134 - seen, the wicked prize itself Buys out the law ; yet 'tis not so above : There is no shuffling, there the action lies In its true nature ; and we ourselves compell'd, Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults, To give in evidence.
Trang 237 - O thou goddess, Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon's! In these two princely boys. They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head : and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafed, as the rud'st wind, That by the top doth take the mountain-pine, And make him stoop to the vale. 'Tis
Trang 35 - watch Titania when she is asleep, And drop the liquor of it in her eyes : The next thing then she waking looks upon (Be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull, On meddling monkey, or on busy ape,) She shall pursue it with the soul of love. And ere
Trang 42 - to say what methought I had. The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen ; man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Trang 35 - Because that she, as her attendant, hath A lovely boy, stolen from an Indian king ; She never had so sweet a changeling : And jealous Oberon would have the child Knight of his train, to trace the forests wild : But she, perforce, withholds the loved boy, Crowns him with flowers, and makes him all her joy
Trang 21 - I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other ; when thou didst not, savage, Know thy own meaning, but wouldst gabble like A thing most brutish, I endowed thy purposes With words to make them known.
Trang 75 - shanks, and yellow chapless skulls; Or bid me go into a new-made grave, And hide me with a dead man in his shroud ; Things that, to hear them told, have made me tremble ; And I will do it without fear or doubt, To live an unstained wife to my sweet love.

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