The Comedies of William Shakespeare, Volume 1Harper and brothers, 1895 - English drama (Comedy) |
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... reason . John . And when I have heard it , what blessing bringeth it ? Con . If not a present remedy , yet a patient suffer- ance . John . I wonder that thou , being ( as thou say'st thou art ) born under Saturn , goest about to apply a ...
... reason . John . And when I have heard it , what blessing bringeth it ? Con . If not a present remedy , yet a patient suffer- ance . John . I wonder that thou , being ( as thou say'st thou art ) born under Saturn , goest about to apply a ...
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... reason ; I do it freely . Bene . Surely , I do believe your fair cousin is wrong'd . Beat . Ah , how much might the man deserve of me that would right her ! Bene . Is there any way to show such friendship ? Beat . A very even way , but ...
... reason ; I do it freely . Bene . Surely , I do believe your fair cousin is wrong'd . Beat . Ah , how much might the man deserve of me that would right her ! Bene . Is there any way to show such friendship ? Beat . A very even way , but ...
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... reason : nay , I will do so . My soul doth tell me Hero is belied , And that shall Claudio know , so shall the prince , And all of them that thus dishonour her . Enter Prince and CLAUDIO . Broth . Here comes the prince and Claudio ...
... reason : nay , I will do so . My soul doth tell me Hero is belied , And that shall Claudio know , so shall the prince , And all of them that thus dishonour her . Enter Prince and CLAUDIO . Broth . Here comes the prince and Claudio ...
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... reasons in her balance . Nay , and you be a cursing hypocrite once , you must be looked to . Prince . How now , two of my brother's men bound ! Borachio one ! Claud . Hearken after their offence , my lord ? Prince . Officers , what ...
... reasons in her balance . Nay , and you be a cursing hypocrite once , you must be looked to . Prince . How now , two of my brother's men bound ! Borachio one ! Claud . Hearken after their offence , my lord ? Prince . Officers , what ...
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... reason . your uncle and the prince and they swore you did . Beat . Do not you love me ? Bene . Troth , no , no more than reason . Beat . Why , then my cousin Margaret and Ursula Are much deceiv'd ; for they did swear you did . Bene ...
... reason . your uncle and the prince and they swore you did . Beat . Do not you love me ? Bene . Troth , no , no more than reason . Beat . Why , then my cousin Margaret and Ursula Are much deceiv'd ; for they did swear you did . Bene ...
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ANTIPHOLUS Ariel Audrey bear Beat Beatrice Boatswain Bora BORACHIO brother CALIBAN Ceres chain Claud Claudio Clown Comedy of Errors cousin daugh daughter dear didst discase Dogb Dost thou doth Dromio Duke Duke of Milan Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fetch fool foul Friar Ganymede gentle give gold Gonzalo grace hand hath hear heart Hero hither honour hour husband king lady Leon Leonato live look lord Marg marry master Master constable merry Milan mistress monster Naples never Orlando Pedro Phebe PLATE Prince prithee Pros PROSPERO quoth Rosalind SCENE Signior Benedick sing speak spirit Stephano strange swear sweet Sycorax tell thank there's thine thou art thou hast thou shalt tongue Trin Trinculo troth true villain Watch wife word
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Page 71 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
Page 225 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
Page 88 - Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school : and then, the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then, a soldier ; Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then, the justice In fair round belly with good capon...
Page 16 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Page 213 - A strange fish ! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver : there would this monster make a man : any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legged like a man ! and his fins like arms ! Warm o...
Page 81 - twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
Page 88 - His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion, — Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Page 228 - O, it is monstrous, monstrous ! Methought the billows spoke, and told me of it ; The winds did sing it to me ; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced The name of Prosper : it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i...
Page 238 - gainst my fury Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance: they, being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further.
Page 202 - You taught me language ; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse. The red plague rid you For learning me your language ! Pros.