The Works of William Shakespeare: The tempest. The two gentlemen of Verona. The merry wives of Windsor. Measure for measure. The comedy of errorsMacmillan, 1863 - 1075 pages |
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... clothes , rings put upon his fingers , A most delicious banquet by his bed , And brave attendants near him when he wakes , Would not the beggar then forget himself ? First Hun . Believe me , lord , I think he cannot choose . 40 14 . Ff ...
... clothes , rings put upon his fingers , A most delicious banquet by his bed , And brave attendants near him when he wakes , Would not the beggar then forget himself ? First Hun . Believe me , lord , I think he cannot choose . 40 14 . Ff ...
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... clothes ? Or you stolen his ? or both ? pray , what's the news ? Luc . Sirrah , come hither : ' tis no time to jest , And therefore frame your manners to the time . Your fellow Tranio here , to save my life , Puts my apparel and my ...
... clothes ? Or you stolen his ? or both ? pray , what's the news ? Luc . Sirrah , come hither : ' tis no time to jest , And therefore frame your manners to the time . Your fellow Tranio here , to save my life , Puts my apparel and my ...
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... clothes of mine . Pet . Not I , believe me : thus I'll visit her . Bap . But thus , I trust , you will not marry her . Pet . Good sooth , even thus ; therefore ha ' done with words : To me she's married , not unto my clothes : Could I ...
... clothes of mine . Pet . Not I , believe me : thus I'll visit her . Bap . But thus , I trust , you will not marry her . Pet . Good sooth , even thus ; therefore ha ' done with words : To me she's married , not unto my clothes : Could I ...
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... Cloth lay'd . Capell . 124. [ Singing . ] Theobald . note ( XVII ) . See led- ] led , say they : - Capell . 125. those those villains ? Capell . 105 ΠΙΟ 115 120 125 Soud , soud , soud , soud ! Re - 64 THE TAMING OF THE SHREW . [ ACT IV .
... Cloth lay'd . Capell . 124. [ Singing . ] Theobald . note ( XVII ) . See led- ] led , say they : - Capell . 125. those those villains ? Capell . 105 ΠΙΟ 115 120 125 Soud , soud , soud , soud ! Re - 64 THE TAMING OF THE SHREW . [ ACT IV .
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... clothes . Trust him not in matter of heavy conse- quence ; I have kept of them tame , and know their na- tures . Farewell , monsieur : I have spoken better of you than you have or will to deserve at my hand ; but we must do good against ...
... clothes . Trust him not in matter of heavy conse- quence ; I have kept of them tame , and know their na- tures . Farewell , monsieur : I have spoken better of you than you have or will to deserve at my hand ; but we must do good against ...
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Page 377 - 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 oxlips and The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one!
Page 376 - 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 112 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Page 250 - ... be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there.
Page 180 - 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 252 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.