The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, Volume 2 |
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... thine.— Quin . O monstrous ! O strange ! we are haunted . Pray , masters ! fly , masters ! help ! [ Exeunt Clowns . Puck . I'll follow you , I'll lead you about a round , Through bog , through bush , through brake , through brier ...
... thine.— Quin . O monstrous ! O strange ! we are haunted . Pray , masters ! fly , masters ! help ! [ Exeunt Clowns . Puck . I'll follow you , I'll lead you about a round , Through bog , through bush , through brake , through brier ...
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... thine , thou serpent , never adder stung . Dem . You spend your passion on a misprised 2 mood . I am not guilty of Lysander's blood ; Nor is he dead , for aught that I can tell . Her . I pray thee , tell me then that he is well . Dem ...
... thine , thou serpent , never adder stung . Dem . You spend your passion on a misprised 2 mood . I am not guilty of Lysander's blood ; Nor is he dead , for aught that I can tell . Her . I pray thee , tell me then that he is well . Dem ...
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... thine eyne ? Crystal is muddy . O , how ripe in show Thy lips , those kissing cherries , tempting grow ! That pure congealed white , high Taurus's snow , Fanned with the eastern wind , turns to a crow , When thou hold'st up thy hand . O ...
... thine eyne ? Crystal is muddy . O , how ripe in show Thy lips , those kissing cherries , tempting grow ! That pure congealed white , high Taurus's snow , Fanned with the eastern wind , turns to a crow , When thou hold'st up thy hand . O ...
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... thine eyes . Hel . I pray you , though you mock me , gentlemen , Let her not hurt me . I was never curst ; I have no gift at all in shrewishness ; I am a right maid for my cowardice ; Let her not strike me . You , perhaps , may think ...
... thine eyes . Hel . I pray you , though you mock me , gentlemen , Let her not hurt me . I was never curst ; I have no gift at all in shrewishness ; I am a right maid for my cowardice ; Let her not strike me . You , perhaps , may think ...
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... thine , or mine , is most in Helena . I ; Dem . Follow ? Nay , I'll go with thee cheek by jole . [ Exeunt Lys . and DEM . Her . You , mistress , all this coil is ' long of you . Nay , go not back . Hel . I will not trust you , 1 ; Nor ...
... thine , or mine , is most in Helena . I ; Dem . Follow ? Nay , I'll go with thee cheek by jole . [ Exeunt Lys . and DEM . Her . You , mistress , all this coil is ' long of you . Nay , go not back . Hel . I will not trust you , 1 ; Nor ...
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Page 289 - With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well saved, 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 20 - 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 273 - 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.
Page 165 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Page 175 - 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.