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2021年1月22日发(作者:鲁坚)
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity,
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;
But were we burdened with like weight of pain,
As much or more we should ourselves complain.

Action is eloquence.

And since you know you cannot see yourself,
so well as by reflection, I, your glass,
will modestly discover to yourself,
that of yourself which you yet know not of.

And thus I clothe my naked villainy
With old odd ends, stol'n forth of holy writ;
And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.

Assume a virtue, if you have it not.

Be great in act, as you have been in thought.

Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Thou art not so unkind,
As man's ingratitude.
[Winter]

Conversation
should
be
pleasant
without
scurrility,
witty
without
affectation,
free
without
indecency,
learned
without
conceitedness, novel without falsehood.

For they are yet ear-kissing arguments.
[Argument]

Free from gross passion or of mirth or anger
constant
in
spirit,
not
swerving
with
the
blood,
garnish'd and deck'd in modest compliment,
not working with the eye without the ear,
and but in purged judgement trusting neither?
Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem.

Glory is like a circle in the water,
Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself,
Till
by
broad
spreading
it
disperses
to
naught.
[Fame]

God bless thee; and put meekness in thy mind,
love, charity, obedience, and true duty!

He who has injured thee was either stronger or
weaker
than
thee.
If
weaker,
spare
him;
if
stronger, spare thyself.

His life was gentle; and the elements
So mixed in him, that Nature might stand up,
And say to all the world, THIS WAS A MAN!

How poor are they who have not patience! What
wound did ever heal but by degrees.
[Patience]

How use doth breed a habit in a man.

I am not bound to please thee with my answers.

I did never know so full a voice issue from so
empty
a
heart:
but
the
saying
is
true
'The
empty
vessel makes the greatest sound'.

I dote on his very absence.

I
feel
within
me
a
peace
above
all
earthly
dignities, a still and quiet conscience.

I hate ingratitude more in a man
than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness,
or any taint of vice whose strong corruption
inhabits our frail blood.

I must be cruel only to be kind;
Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.

I pray thee cease thy counsel,
Which falls into mine ears as profitless
as water in a sieve.

I
pray
you
bear
me
henceforth
from
the
noise
and
rumour
of
the
field,
where
I
may
think
the
remnant
of
my
thoughts
in
peace,
and
part
of
this
body and my soul with contemplation and devout
desires.

I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.

I wish you well and so I take my leave,
I Pray you know me when we meet again.

Ill deeds are doubled with an evil word.
[Gossip]

In a false quarrel there is no true valour.

In peace there's nothing so becomes a man as
modest stillness and humility.
[Humility]

In time we hate that which we often fear.


It is not enough to help the feeble up, but to
support him after.

Lady you bereft me of all words,
Only my blood speaks to you in my veins,
And there is such confusion in my powers.

Like
as
the
waves
make
towards
the
pebbled
shore,
So do our minutes hasten to their end.

Love
looks
not
with
the
eyes,
but
with
the
mind.

Mine honour is my life; both grow in one; take
honour from me and my life is done.

My words fly up, my thoughts remain below.
Words without thoughts never to heaven go.

Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy.
[Mercy]

Our
bodies
are
our
gardens
to
which
our
wills
are
gardeners.
[Body]

Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie.

Pity is the virtue of the law, and none but
tyrants use it cruelly.
[Laws]

Praising
what
is
lost
makes
the
remembrance
dear.

See
first
that
the
design
is
wise
and
just:
that
ascertained, pursue it resolutely; do not for
one
repulse
forego
the
purpose
that
you
resolved
to effect.

So may he rest, his faults lie gently on him!

Strong reasons make strong actions.
[Actions]

Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.

Sweet are the uses of adversity, which, like a
toad,
though
ugly
and
venomous,
wears
yet
a
precious jewel in its head.

The peace of heaven is theirs that lift their
swords, in such a just and charitable war.
[Peace]

The sands are number'd that make up my life.

The soul of this man is in his clothes.

The trust I have is in mine innocence,
and therefore am I bold and resolute.

Their understanding
Begins to swell and the approaching tide
Will shortly fill the reasonable shores
That now lie foul and muddy.

Thou art all the comfort,
The Gods will diet me with.

Thou shalt be both the plaintiff and the judge
of thine own cause.

Though
I
am
not
naturally
honest,
I
am
so
sometimes by chance.
[Honesty]

Thy words, I grant are bigger, for I wear not,
my dagger in my mouth.

Virtue and genuine graces in themselves speak
what no words can utter.

We are advertis'd by our loving friends.
[Friendship]

We do not keep the outward form of order, where
there is deep disorder in the mind.

We know what we are, but not what we may be.

When griping grief the heart doth wound,
and doleful dumps the mind opresses,
then music, with her silver sound,
with speedy help doth lend redress.
[Music]

When we are born, we cry, that we are come
To this great stage of fools.

While
thou
livest
keep
a
good
tongue
in
thy
head.

You
cram these words
into mine
ears against the
stomach of my sense.

For aught that I could ever read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth.

1

Lord, what fools these mortals be!

2 [Stupidity]

Love all, trust a few. Do wrong to none.

1 [Love]

No legacy is so rich as honesty.

5 [Honesty]

Praising what is lost
Makes the remembrance dear.

3

My salad days,
When I was green in judgment.


Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety.


Small to greater matters must give way.


Since Cleopatra died,
I have liv'd in such dishonour that the gods
Detest my baseness.


I have
Immortal longings in me.

and
Cleopatra
Act
5
scene
2
[Immortality]

Hereafter, in a better world than this,
I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.


The little foolery that wise men have makes a
great show.


I met a fool i' the forest,
A motley fool.


True is it that we have seen better days.

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts...


The
fool
doth
think
he
is
wise,
but
the
wise
man
knows himself to be a fool.


The game is up.


I have not slept one wink.


No, 'tis slander,
Whose
edge
is
sharper
than
the
sword,
whose
tongue
Outvenoms all the worms of Nile, whose breath
Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie
All corners of the world.


A little more than kin, and less than kind.


Frailty, thy name is woman!


He was a man, take him for all in all,
I shall not look upon his like again.


Beware
Of entrance to a quarrel; but being in,
Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee.
Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice;
Take
each
man's
censure,
but
reserve
thy
judgment.
Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy;
For the apparel oft proclaims the man.


Neither a borrower nor a lender be;
For loan oft loses both itself and friend,
And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.


But to my mind, though I am native here
And to the manner born, it is a custom
More
honoured
in
the
breach
than
the
observance.


Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.


Every man has business and desire,
Such as it is.


Leave her to heaven
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting her.


There
are
more
things
in
heaven
and
earth,
Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

Act
1
scene
5
[Dreams]
[Philosophy]

Brevity is the soul of wit.


The devil hath power
To assume a pleasing shape.


The play's the thing
Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.


There
is
nothing
either
good
or
bad,
but
thinking
makes it so.

Though this be madness, yet there is method in
't.


What
a
piece
of
work
is
a
man!
how
noble
in
reason!
how
infinite in faculty! in form and
moving
how
express and admirable! in action how like an
angel! in apprehension how like a god!


Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou
shalt
not
escape
calumny.
Get
thee
to
a
nunnery,
go.


I
have
heard
of
your
paintings
too,
well
enough;
God
has
given
you
one
face,
and
you
make
yourselves another.


O, woe is me,
To have seen what I have seen, see what I see!


To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether '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 heartache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to,--'t is a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the
rub:
For
in
that
sleep
of
death
what
dreams
may
come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For
who
would
bear
the
whips
and
scorns
of
time,
The
oppressor's
wrong,
the
proud
man's
contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale
cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.


Hamlet:
Do
you
see
yonder
cloud
that's
almost
in
shape of a camel?
Polonius: By the mass, and 'tis like a camel,
indeed.
Hamlet: Methinks it is like a weasel.
Polonius: It is backed like a weasel.
Hamlet: Or like a whale?
Polonius: Very like a whale.


The lady doth protest too much, methinks.


My words fly up, my thoughts remain below:
Words without thoughts never to heaven go.


O, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven;
It hath the primal eldest curse upon 't,
A brother's murder.


For 'tis the sport to have the engineer
Hoist with his own petard...


I must be cruel, only to be kind:
Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.


So full of artless jealousy is guilt,
It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.


Alas,
poor
Yorick!
I
knew
him,
Horatio:
a
fellow
of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He
hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and
now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my
gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I
have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your
gibes
now;
your
gambols,
your
songs?
your
flashes
of
merriment,
that were wont to set
the
table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own
grinning? Quite chap- fallen? Now get you to my
lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an
inch thick, to this favour she must come.


A hit, a very palpable hit.


Now
cracks
a
noble
heart.
Good
night
sweet
prince:
And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!


The rest is silence.


Beware the ides of March.


But, for my own part, it was Greek to me.


Let me have men about me that are fat,
Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights:
Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look;
He thinks too much: such men are dangerous.


Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It
seems
to
me
most
strange
that
men
should
fear;
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.


Cry


Et tu, Brute!


How many ages hence
Shall this our lofty scene be acted over
In states unborn and accents yet unknown!


For Brutus is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men.


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.


There is a tide in the affairs of men
Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.


Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.


If all the year were playing holidays,
To sport would be as tedious as to work.


He hath eaten me out of house and home.

[Food]

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.


In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility;
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger:
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.


Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once
more,
Or close the wall up with our English dead!
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility;
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger:
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.


There
is
occasions
and
causes
why
and
wherefore
in all things.


The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day
Is crept into the bosom of the sea.


And many strokes, though with a little axe,
Hew down and fell the hardest-timbered oak.


'T is better to be lowly born,
And range with humble livers in content,
Than to be perked up in a glistering grief,
And wear a golden sorrow.


Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.

John
Act
3
scene
4
[Life]
[Boredom]

This England never did, nor never shall,
Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror.


Although the last, not least.


Nothing will come of nothing.


How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is
To have a thankless child!


Oh, that way madness lies; let me shun that.


The worst is not
So long as we can say,

Pray you now, forget and forgive.


The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.


This
royal
throne
of
kings,
this
sceptred
isle,
This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise,
This fortress built by Nature for herself
Against infection and the hand of war,
This happy breed of men, this little world,
This precious stone set in the silver sea,

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