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He , being thus lorded , Not only with what my revenue yielded , But what my
power might else exact - like one , Who having , unto truth , by telling of it , Made
such a sinner of his memory , To credit his own lie , 3 - he did believe 1 I thus ...
He , being thus lorded , Not only with what my revenue yielded , But what my
power might else exact - like one , Who having , unto truth , by telling of it , Made
such a sinner of his memory , To credit his own lie , 3 - he did believe 1 I thus ...
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What thou say'st ? Laun . Ay , and what I do too : look thee , I ' ll but lean , and my
staff understands me . Speed . It stands under thee , indeed . Laun . Why , stand
under and understand is all one . Speed . But tell me true , will ' t be a match ?
What thou say'st ? Laun . Ay , and what I do too : look thee , I ' ll but lean , and my
staff understands me . Speed . It stands under thee , indeed . Laun . Why , stand
under and understand is all one . Speed . But tell me true , will ' t be a match ?
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Therefore , another prologue must tell , he is not a lion . Bot . Nay , you must
name his name ; and half his face must be seen through the lion's neck ; and he
himself must speak through , saying thus , or to the same defect , -Ladies , or fair
...
Therefore , another prologue must tell , he is not a lion . Bot . Nay , you must
name his name ; and half his face must be seen through the lion's neck ; and he
himself must speak through , saying thus , or to the same defect , -Ladies , or fair
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Of maiden's patience . Hast thou slain him then ? Henceforth be never number'd
among men ! 0 ! once tell true , tell true , even for my sake ; Durst thou have look'd
upon him , being awake , And hast thou kill'd him sleeping ? 5 O brave touch !
Of maiden's patience . Hast thou slain him then ? Henceforth be never number'd
among men ! 0 ! once tell true , tell true , even for my sake ; Durst thou have look'd
upon him , being awake , And hast thou kill'd him sleeping ? 5 O brave touch !
Page 352
Masters , I am to discourse wonders : but ask me not what ; for , if tell you , I am no
true Athenian . I will tell you every thing , right as it fell out . Quin . Let us hear ,
sweet Bottom . Bot . Not a word of me . All that I will tell you , is , that the duke hath
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Masters , I am to discourse wonders : but ask me not what ; for , if tell you , I am no
true Athenian . I will tell you every thing , right as it fell out . Quin . Let us hear ,
sweet Bottom . Bot . Not a word of me . All that I will tell you , is , that the duke hath
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Page 120 - Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war...
Page 36 - em. Cal. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me, and mad'st much of me ; wouldst give me Water with berries in't ; and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o...
Page 284 - And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft...
Page 129 - O, wonder ! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O, brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pro. Tis new to thee.
Page 322 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet a union in partition, Two lovely berries moulded on one stem : So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart, Two of the first, like coats...
Page 96 - 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, pronounc'd The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i" the ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Page 376 - And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream, Now are frolic.
Page 167 - Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, Ere human statute purg'd the gentle weal ; Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd Too terrible for the ear. The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Page 87 - 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 354 - The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven ; And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation, and a name. Such tricks hath strong imagination, That, if it would but apprehend some joy, It comprehends some bringer of that joy ; Or, in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear ! Hip.
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| Title | The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, Volume 2 The Plays of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, William Shakespeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Isaac Reed |
| Edition | revised |
| Publisher | C. and A. Conrad, 1806 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 28 Dec 2006 |
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