The Vale Shakespeare, Volume 29Hacon & Ricketts, 1902 |
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Page xi
... choose me a husband . Ohme , the word ' choose ' ! I may neither choose whom I would , nor refuse whom I dislike ; so is the will of a living daughter curbed by the will of a dead father . Is it not hard , Nerissa , that I cannot choose ...
... choose me a husband . Ohme , the word ' choose ' ! I may neither choose whom I would , nor refuse whom I dislike ; so is the will of a living daughter curbed by the will of a dead father . Is it not hard , Nerissa , that I cannot choose ...
Page xii
... choose : ' he hears merry tales , and smiles not : I fear he will prove the weeping philosopher when he grows old , being so full of unmannerly sadness in his youth . I had rather be married to a death's - head with a bone in his mouth ...
... choose : ' he hears merry tales , and smiles not : I fear he will prove the weeping philosopher when he grows old , being so full of unmannerly sadness in his youth . I had rather be married to a death's - head with a bone in his mouth ...
Page xiii
... choose , and choose the right casket , you should refuse to perform your father's will , if you should refuse to accept him . PORTIA . Therefore , for fear of the worst , I pray thee , set a deep glass of Rhenish wine on the contrary ...
... choose , and choose the right casket , you should refuse to perform your father's will , if you should refuse to accept him . PORTIA . Therefore , for fear of the worst , I pray thee , set a deep glass of Rhenish wine on the contrary ...
Page xx
... choosing : But if my father had not scanted me And hedg'd me by his wit , to yield myself His wife who wins me by that means I told you , Yourself , renowned prince , then stood as fair As any comer I have look'd on yet For my affection ...
... choosing : But if my father had not scanted me And hedg'd me by his wit , to yield myself His wife who wins me by that means I told you , Yourself , renowned prince , then stood as fair As any comer I have look'd on yet For my affection ...
Page xxi
... choose at all , Or swear before you choose , if you choose wrong , Never to speak to lady afterward In way of marriage : therefore be advis'd . MOROCCO . Nor will not . Come , bring me unto my chance . PORTIA . First , forward to the ...
... choose at all , Or swear before you choose , if you choose wrong , Never to speak to lady afterward In way of marriage : therefore be advis'd . MOROCCO . Nor will not . Come , bring me unto my chance . PORTIA . First , forward to the ...
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argosies ARRAGON art thou Balthasar begg'd Bellario Belmont beseech better blood bond casket choose chooseth Christian clerk comes court daughter dear deny deserve devil doctor dost doth DUKE Enter Portia Exeunt Exit eyes fair Fair ladies faith father fear fool forfeit forfeiture fortune Gaoler Genoa gentle gentleman give gold hath hazard hear heart heaven honest honour husband Jew's Jew's house judge justice lady leave live look Lord Bassanio madam marry masque merchant MERCHANT OF VENICE mercy merry NERISSA never night oath Padua pardon Portia's house pound of flesh pray thee Prince of Morocco Rialto room in Portia's SALANIO SALARINO sanio SCENE Signior Antonio sola soul speak stand STEPHANO swear sweet thou hast Three thousand ducats to-night Tripolis true Tubal unto Venice wife withal word YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY young Master Launcelot
Popular passages
Page xvii - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
Page xlii - Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? If you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge 1 if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Page lxvi - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart: If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority: To do a great right, do a little wrong; And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Page xlvi - What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve* it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament ? There is no vice so simple, but assumes Some mark of virtue on his outward parts.
Page lxxvii - 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...
Page lxxvii - That light we see is burning in my hall. How far that little candle throws his beams ! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
Page lxv - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes. 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Page lxv - Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown ; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself, And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That in the course of justice none of...
Page ix - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : yon shall seek all day ere you find them : and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Page xlvi - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. It is engender'd in the eyes, With gazing fed; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell.