The Plays and Poems of William Shakespeare: Printed from the Text of J. Payne Collier, with the Life and Portrait of the Poet, Volume 2Tauchnitz, 1843 |
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... duke , For private quarrel ' twixt your duke and him , Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly . ' Tis marvel ; but that you are but newly 55 TAMING OF THE SHREW 55.
... duke , For private quarrel ' twixt your duke and him , Hath publish'd and proclaim'd it openly . ' Tis marvel ; but that you are but newly 55 TAMING OF THE SHREW 55.
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... duke's name . — O , my son , my son ! - tell me , thou villain , where is my son Lucentio ? Tra . Call forth an officer . Enter one with an Officer . - Carry this mad knave to the jail . — Father Baptista , I charge you see that he be ...
... duke's name . — O , my son , my son ! - tell me , thou villain , where is my son Lucentio ? Tra . Call forth an officer . Enter one with an Officer . - Carry this mad knave to the jail . — Father Baptista , I charge you see that he be ...
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... Duke of Florence . BERTRAM , Count of Rousillon . LAFEU , an old Lord . Clown , in her household . A Page . Countess of Rousillon , Mother to Bertram . PAROLLES , a Follower of Bertram . French Envoy , serving with Ber- tram . French ...
... Duke of Florence . BERTRAM , Count of Rousillon . LAFEU , an old Lord . Clown , in her household . A Page . Countess of Rousillon , Mother to Bertram . PAROLLES , a Follower of Bertram . French Envoy , serving with Ber- tram . French ...
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... duke , to beneath your constable , it will fit any question . Count . It must be an answer of most monstrous size , that must fit all demands . Clo . But a trifle neither , in good faith , if the learned should speak truth of it . Here ...
... duke , to beneath your constable , it will fit any question . Count . It must be an answer of most monstrous size , that must fit all demands . Clo . But a trifle neither , in good faith , if the learned should speak truth of it . Here ...
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... DUKE'S Palace . Flourish . Enter the DUKE of Florence , attended ; two French- men , and Soldiers . Duke . So that , from point to point , now have you heard The fundamental reasons of this war , Whose great decision hath much blood let ...
... DUKE'S Palace . Flourish . Enter the DUKE of Florence , attended ; two French- men , and Soldiers . Duke . So that , from point to point , now have you heard The fundamental reasons of this war , Whose great decision hath much blood let ...
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Page 476 - Richard : no man cried , God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home; But dust was thrown upon his sacred head , Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, That had not God , for some strong purpose , steel'd The hearts of men , they must perforce have melted , And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Page 288 - But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Page 190 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed ? We men may say more, swear more ; but indeed Our shows are more than will, for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. Duke. But died thy sister of her love, my boy ? Vio.
Page 137 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipped them not, and our crimes would despair, if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Page 457 - My figur'd goblets for a dish of wood, My sceptre for a palmer's walking-staff, My subjects for a pair of carved saints, And my large kingdom for a little grave, A little little grave, an obscure grave : Or I'll be buried in the king's highway, Some way of common trade, where subjects...
Page 289 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids ; bold...