The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, with Biographical Introduction by Henry Glassford Bell...Porteous, 1865 |
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... heaven , Beatrice ; get you to heaven : here's no place for you maids : so deliver I up my apes and away to Saint Peter for the heavens ; he shows me where the bachelors sit , and there live we as merry as the day is long . Ant . Well ...
... heaven , Beatrice ; get you to heaven : here's no place for you maids : so deliver I up my apes and away to Saint Peter for the heavens ; he shows me where the bachelors sit , and there live we as merry as the day is long . Ant . Well ...
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... heaven , shall behold the night Of our solemnities . Go , Philostrate , The . Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments ; Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth ; Turn melancholy forth to funerals— The pale companion is not for our ...
... heaven , shall behold the night Of our solemnities . Go , Philostrate , The . Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments ; Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth ; Turn melancholy forth to funerals— The pale companion is not for our ...
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... heaven and earth , And ere a man hath power to say , Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion . Her . If , then , true lovers have been ever cross'd , It stands as an edict in destiny ...
... heaven and earth , And ere a man hath power to say , Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion . Her . If , then , true lovers have been ever cross'd , It stands as an edict in destiny ...
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... heaven unto hell ! Lys . Helen , to you our minds we will unfold : To - morrow night , when Phoebe doth behold Her silver visage in the watery glass , Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grass , A time that lovers ' flights doth still ...
... heaven unto hell ! Lys . Helen , to you our minds we will unfold : To - morrow night , when Phoebe doth behold Her silver visage in the watery glass , Decking with liquid pearl the bladed grass , A time that lovers ' flights doth still ...
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... woo'd , and were not made to woo . I'll follow thee , and make a heaven of hell , To die upon the hand I love so well . [ Exeunt DEMETRIUS and HELENA . Obe . Fare thee well , nymph : ere he 80 ACT II . A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM .
... woo'd , and were not made to woo . I'll follow thee , and make a heaven of hell , To die upon the hand I love so well . [ Exeunt DEMETRIUS and HELENA . Obe . Fare thee well , nymph : ere he 80 ACT II . A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM .
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Antonio art thou Bass Bassanio Beat Beatrice Benedick better Bianca Bion Biron Bohemia Boyet brother Camillo Claud Claudio Costard Count daughter dear Demetrius Dogb dost doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fool gentle gentleman give grace Grumio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia Hero hither honour Hortensio Kate Kath King lady Laun Leon Leonato look lord Lucentio Lysander madam maid marry master master constable mistress Moth never night oath Orlando Padua Pedro Petruchio Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Puck Pyramus Rosalind Rousillon SCENE shalt Shep Shylock Signior speak swear sweet tell thank thee there's THESEUS thine thou art thou hast Titania tongue Tranio troth true unto Venice wife word
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Seite 267 - 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' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Seite 245 - 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.
Seite 278 - 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...
Seite 94 - 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...