The Comedies of Shakespeare: The Text of the Oxford EdH. Milford, Oxford University Press, 1922 - 1128 pages |
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... Exit . BOATSWAIN . Heigh , my hearts ! cheerly , cheerly , my hearts ! yare , yare ! Take in the topsail . Tend to the master's whistle . - Blow , till thou burst thy wind , if room enough ! Enter ALONSO , SEBASTIAN , ANTONIO ...
... Exit . BOATSWAIN . Heigh , my hearts ! cheerly , cheerly , my hearts ! yare , yare ! Take in the topsail . Tend to the master's whistle . - Blow , till thou burst thy wind , if room enough ! Enter ALONSO , SEBASTIAN , ANTONIO ...
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... Exit . [ Exit . GONZALO . Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; long heath , brown furze , any thing . The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death . SCENE II . - The Island : before ...
... Exit . [ Exit . GONZALO . Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; long heath , brown furze , any thing . The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death . SCENE II . - The Island : before ...
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... Exit ARIEL . Awake , dear heart , awake ! thou hast slept well ; Awake ! MIRANDA . [ Waking . ] The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me . PROSPERO . We'll visit Caliban my slave , who never Yields us kind answer . MIRANDA ...
... Exit ARIEL . Awake , dear heart , awake ! thou hast slept well ; Awake ! MIRANDA . [ Waking . ] The strangeness of your story put Heaviness in me . PROSPERO . We'll visit Caliban my slave , who never Yields us kind answer . MIRANDA ...
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... Exit CALIBAN . Re - enter ARIEL , invisible , playing and singing ; FERDINAND following . ARIEL'S SONG . Come unto these yellow sands , And then take hands : Curtsied when you have , and kiss'd , — The wild waves whist , - Foot it ...
... Exit CALIBAN . Re - enter ARIEL , invisible , playing and singing ; FERDINAND following . ARIEL'S SONG . Come unto these yellow sands , And then take hands : Curtsied when you have , and kiss'd , — The wild waves whist , - Foot it ...
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... Exit with the others . ARIEL . Prospero my lord shall know what I have done : So , king , go safely on to seek thy son . SCENE II . - Another Part of the Island . [ Exit Enter CALIBAN , with a burden of wood . A noise of thunder heard ...
... Exit with the others . ARIEL . Prospero my lord shall know what I have done : So , king , go safely on to seek thy son . SCENE II . - Another Part of the Island . [ Exit Enter CALIBAN , with a burden of wood . A noise of thunder heard ...
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Page 625 - I am a Jew. 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...
Page 596 - 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 36 - A strange fish ! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver: there would this monster make a man; any strange beast there makes a man: when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legged like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm o...
Page 246 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: how would you be, If He, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are ? O, think on that ; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Page 593 - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad : It wearies me ; you say it wearies you ; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me. That I have much ado to know myself.
Page 558 - 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...
Page 59 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt, the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd and let 'em forth By my so potent Art.
Page 59 - Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick, Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury, Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, And they shall be themselves.
Page 1044 - Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over 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 417 - I am a wise fellow ; and, which is more, an officer ; and, which is more, a householder ; and, which is more, as pretty a piece of flesh as any in Messina ; and one that knows the law, go to ; and a rich fellow enough, go to ; and a fellow that hath had losses ; and one that hath two gowns and everything handsome about him : — Bring him away.