The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: Midsummer-night's dream. Love's labor's lost. Merchant of Venice. As you like it. All's well that ends well. Taming of the shrewHilliard, Gray,, 1839 |
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... thee injuries ; But I will wed thee in another key , With pomp , with triumph , and with revelling . Enter EGEUS , HERMIA , LYSANDER , and DEMEtrius .
... thee injuries ; But I will wed thee in another key , With pomp , with triumph , and with revelling . Enter EGEUS , HERMIA , LYSANDER , and DEMEtrius .
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... thee once with Helena , To do observance to a morn of May , There will I stay for thee . Her . My good Lysander ! I swear to thee , by Cupid's strongest bow ; By his best arrow , with the golden head ; By the simplicity of Venus ' doves ...
... thee once with Helena , To do observance to a morn of May , There will I stay for thee . Her . My good Lysander ! I swear to thee , by Cupid's strongest bow ; By his best arrow , with the golden head ; By the simplicity of Venus ' doves ...
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... thee . Tita . Not for thy fairy - kingdom . — Fairies , We shall chide down - right , if I longer stay . away . [ Exeunt TITANIA and her Train . Obe . Well , go thy way . Thou shalt not from this grove , Till I torment thee for this ...
... thee . Tita . Not for thy fairy - kingdom . — Fairies , We shall chide down - right , if I longer stay . away . [ Exeunt TITANIA and her Train . Obe . Well , go thy way . Thou shalt not from this grove , Till I torment thee for this ...
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... thee not , therefore pursue me not . Where is Lysander , and fair Hermia ? The one I'll slay , the other slayeth me . Thou told'st me , they were stolen into this wood , And here am I , and wood ' within this wood , Because I cannot ...
... thee not , therefore pursue me not . Where is Lysander , and fair Hermia ? The one I'll slay , the other slayeth me . Thou told'st me , they were stolen into this wood , And here am I , and wood ' within this wood , Because I cannot ...
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... thee , and hide me in the brakes , And 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 changed ; Apollo flies , and Daphne holds the chase . The dove ...
... thee , and hide me in the brakes , And 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 changed ; Apollo flies , and Daphne holds the chase . The dove ...
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Seite 235 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes; 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Seite 211 - Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? if you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian,...
Seite 22 - 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.
Seite 243 - 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.
Seite 277 - 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 179 - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces It is a good divine that follows his own instructions. I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Seite 277 - 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 183 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.