The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Ed. from the Folio of MDCXXIII, with Various Readings from All the Editions and All the Commentators, Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English Drama, a Memoir of the Poet, and an Essay Upon the Genius, Volume 4Little, Brown, 1863 |
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... leaves . " A Midsommer night's dreame . As it hath beene sundry times publikely acted , by the Right Honourable , the Lord Cham- berlaine his seruants . VVritten by VVilliam Shakespeare . Printed by James Roberts , 1600. " 32 leaves . A ...
... leaves . " A Midsommer night's dreame . As it hath beene sundry times publikely acted , by the Right Honourable , the Lord Cham- berlaine his seruants . VVritten by VVilliam Shakespeare . Printed by James Roberts , 1600. " 32 leaves . A ...
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... leave the figure , or disfigure it . Demetrius is a worthy gentleman . Hermia . So is Lysander . The . In himself he is ; But , in this kind — wanting your father's voice The other must be held the worthier . Her . I would , my father ...
... leave the figure , or disfigure it . Demetrius is a worthy gentleman . Hermia . So is Lysander . The . In himself he is ; But , in this kind — wanting your father's voice The other must be held the worthier . Her . I would , my father ...
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... leave you your power to draw , And I shall have no power to follow you . Dem . Do I entice you ? Do I speak you fair ? Or , rather , do I not in plainest truth Tell you I do not , nor I cannot love you ? Hel . And even for that do I ...
... leave you your power to draw , And I shall have no power to follow you . Dem . Do I entice you ? Do I speak you fair ? Or , rather , do I not in plainest truth Tell you I do not , nor I cannot love you ? Hel . And even for that do I ...
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... leave thee to the mercy of wild beasts . Hel . The wildest hath not such a heart as you . Run when you will , the story shall be chang'd : Apollo flies , and Daphne holds the chase ; The dove pursues the griffin ; the mild hind Makes ...
... leave thee to the mercy of wild beasts . Hel . The wildest hath not such a heart as you . Run when you will , the story shall be chang'd : Apollo flies , and Daphne holds the chase ; The dove pursues the griffin ; the mild hind Makes ...
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... leave me ? do not So. Dem . Stay , on thy peril : I alone will go . [ Exit DEMETRIUS . Hel . O ! I am out of breath in this fond chase . The more my prayer , the lesser is my grace . Happy is Hermia , wheresoe'er she lies , For she hath ...
... leave me ? do not So. Dem . Stay , on thy peril : I alone will go . [ Exit DEMETRIUS . Hel . O ! I am out of breath in this fond chase . The more my prayer , the lesser is my grace . Happy is Hermia , wheresoe'er she lies , For she hath ...
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Antonio Baptista Bass Bassanio Bian Bianca Bion Biondello bond Collier's folio comedy daughter Demetrius doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy father Folio and quartos fool gentle give Gratiano Gremio hath hear heart Helena Hermia Hippolyta honour Hortensio Jaques Jessica Kate Kath KATHARINA lady Laun Launcelot look lord Lorenzo Love's Labour's Lost lover Lucentio Lysander maid marry master means Merchant of Venice merry misprint mistress moon Nerissa never night Oberon original Orlando Padua passage Petruchio Philostrate play Portia pray Puck Pyramus quartos Quin Robin Goodfellow Rosalind SCENE second folio Shakespeare's Shakespeare's day shew shrew Shylock Signior sleep speak Steevens swear sweet tell thee Theseus thing Titania Touch Tranio unto Venice Vincentio word
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Page 226 - 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 227 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Page 308 - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well sav'd, 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 151 - 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; you shall seek all day ere you find them ; and, when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Page 224 - THE moon shines bright. — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise — in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Page 37 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Page 228 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think, The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Page 220 - Nay, take my life and all ; pardon not that : You take my house when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life When you do take the means whereby I live.
Page 307 - 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, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms...
Page 354 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring.