Romeo and JulietNew Shakespere society, 1875 - 141 pages |
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... light fteales home my heauie fonne , And priuate in his Chamber pennes himselfe ; Shuts vp his windowes , locks faire day - light out , And makes himselfe an artificiall night : 136 Blacke and portentous muft this humor proue , Vnleffe ...
... light fteales home my heauie fonne , And priuate in his Chamber pennes himselfe ; Shuts vp his windowes , locks faire day - light out , And makes himselfe an artificiall night : 136 Blacke and portentous muft this humor proue , Vnleffe ...
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... light : Such comfort , as do luftie youngmen feele When well appareld Aprill on the heele 28 Of lumping winter treads , euen fuch delight Among fresh female buds fhall you this night Inherit at my house ; heare all , all see , 32 And ...
... light : Such comfort , as do luftie youngmen feele When well appareld Aprill on the heele 28 Of lumping winter treads , euen fuch delight Among fresh female buds fhall you this night Inherit at my house ; heare all , all see , 32 And ...
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... light . Mer . Nay , gentle Romeo , we muft haue you dance . Rom . Not I , beleeue me : you haue dancing fhooes , With nimble foles : I haue a foule of Leade 16 So stakes me to the ground , I cannot moue . Mer . You are a Louer ; borrow ...
... light . Mer . Nay , gentle Romeo , we muft haue you dance . Rom . Not I , beleeue me : you haue dancing fhooes , With nimble foles : I haue a foule of Leade 16 So stakes me to the ground , I cannot moue . Mer . You are a Louer ; borrow ...
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... lights in vaine , light lights by day : Take our good meaning , for our iudgement fits Fiue times in that , ere once in our fiue wits . Rom . And we meane well , in going to this Mask ; But tis no wit to go . Mer . Why , may one aske ...
... lights in vaine , light lights by day : Take our good meaning , for our iudgement fits Fiue times in that , ere once in our fiue wits . Rom . And we meane well , in going to this Mask ; But tis no wit to go . Mer . Why , may one aske ...
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... light , you knaues ; and turne the tables vp , And quench the fire , the roome is growne too hot.— Ah , firrah , this vnlookt for fport comes well . 28 Nay , fit , nay , fit , good Cozin Capulet ; 32 36 40 For you and I are paft our ...
... light , you knaues ; and turne the tables vp , And quench the fire , the roome is growne too hot.— Ah , firrah , this vnlookt for fport comes well . 28 Nay , fit , nay , fit , good Cozin Capulet ; 32 36 40 For you and I are paft our ...
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adopted alteration art thou baniſhed Benuolio bewtie bloud Cambridge editors Capell Capulet Countie Paris dead death doth earth Enter Romeo euen Exeunt Exit eyes F. G. Fleay F. J. FURNIVALL faire felfe fhall flaine Fleay Folio followed fome fonne Friar Frier Lawrence fuch giue graue grones hath haue heauen heauie hees houſe Juliet Lady leaue line Q1 liue Lord loue louers Madam maide Malone Mantua married Mercutio morrow Mountague muſt neuer night Nurfe Nurſe old editions omitted original play passage Peter Pope Prince printed printer quartos Queen Mab reading revision Romeo and Juliet Samp ſay scene Shakspere Shakspere Society Shakspere's ſhall ſhe ſhould ſpeake speech stage direction ſtand ſtay Steevens ſweete teares tell thee Theobald theſe thou art thou wilt Thurſday Tybalt Verona vext vpon thy wife word
Popular passages
Page 29 - What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O, be some other name! What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for that name which is no part of thee Take all myself.
Page 114 - For nought so vile that on the earth doth live, But to the earth some special good doth give...
Page 29 - As is a winged meflenger of heauen Vnto the white vpturned wondring eyes, Of mortalls that fall backe to gaze on him...
Page 114 - Fri. The grey-eyed morne smiles on the frowning night, Checking the Easterne clowdes with streaks of light : And fleckeld darknesse like a drunkard reeles, From forth daies path, and Titans burning wheeles : Now ere jfec.
Page 33 - That lets it hop a litle from his hand, Like a poore prifoner in his twifted giues, And with a filken threed, plucks it backe againe.
Page 140 - Heer's to thy health, where ere thou tombest in. O true Appothecarie! Thy drugs are quicke. Thus with a kisse I die. Depart againe, here, here, will I remaine, With wormes that are thy Chamber-maides...