The Two Gentlemen of Verona, Volume 2 |
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abridgment adapter adapter's Antonio banished Belike broken line chamber commend doth Duke Duke's palace dull earth dwelling Edward Alleyn eyes fair false father fault fear Folio follow forsworn Friar Patrick's cell gentle GENTLEMEN OF VERONA give goes grace hast entertained hath hear heaven Hellespont holy kiss honour Host Item kiss lady ladyship lane Launce letter line of verse look lord lover Lucetta Madam Silvia maid Mantua Marry Milan mistress MONTH'S MIND musicians original Outlaw Padua Panthino perjury pity play players plot postern pray printed prose PROTEUS and JULIA quibble ring scene servant Shakespeare Shakespearian sheep sighs Sir Eglamour Sir George Young Sir Proteus Sir Thurio Sir Valentine speak speech Speed stands sweet tears tell thee think'st thou art thou hast thy master tune unto Valentine's weep word writ youth
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Page ix - The current that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopped, impatiently doth rage ; But when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with the enamelled stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage ; And so by many winding nooks he strays, With willing sport, to the wild ocean.
Page viii - Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu; And happy melodist, unwearied, For ever piping songs for ever new; More happy love! more happy, happy love! For ever warm and still to be enjoyed, For ever panting, and for ever young...
Page 25 - Why, man, she is mine own; And I as rich in having such a jewel, As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
Page 13 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun. And by-and-by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
Page 31 - He makes sweet music with the enamel'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage ; And so by many winding nooks he strays, With willing sport, to the wild ocean./* Then let me go, and hinder not my course : I'll be as patient as a gentle stream, And make a pastime of each weary step, Till the last step have brought me to my love ; And there I'll rest, as, after much turmoil, A blessed soul doth in Elysium.
Page 6 - I have no other but a woman's reason ; I think him so, because I think him so.