The Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems of William Shakspere, Volume 2Charles Knight, 1851 |
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... head on her shoulders for all Messina , as like him as she is . BEAT . I wonder that you will still be talking , signior Benedick ; nobody marks you . BENE . What , my dear lady Disdain ! are you yet living ? BEAT . Is it possible ...
... head on her shoulders for all Messina , as like him as she is . BEAT . I wonder that you will still be talking , signior Benedick ; nobody marks you . BENE . What , my dear lady Disdain ! are you yet living ? BEAT . Is it possible ...
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... head , and say , " Get you to heaven , Beatrice , get you to heaven ; here's no place for you maids : " so deliver I up my apes , and away to Saint Peter : for the heavens , he shows me where the bachelors sit , and there live we as ...
... head , and say , " Get you to heaven , Beatrice , get you to heaven ; here's no place for you maids : " so deliver I up my apes , and away to Saint Peter : for the heavens , he shows me where the bachelors sit , and there live we as ...
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... head . ANT . To tell you true , I counterfeit him . URS . You could never do him so ill - well , unless you were the very man : Here's his dry hand up and down ; you are he , you are he . ANT . At a word , I am not . . Defend - forbid ...
... head . ANT . To tell you true , I counterfeit him . URS . You could never do him so ill - well , unless you were the very man : Here's his dry hand up and down ; you are he , you are he . ANT . At a word , I am not . . Defend - forbid ...
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... head at so long a breathing ; but I warrant thee , Claudio , the time shall not go dully by us ; I will , in the interim , undertake one of Hercules ' labours ; which is , to bring signior Benedick and the lady Beatrice into a mountain ...
... head at so long a breathing ; but I warrant thee , Claudio , the time shall not go dully by us ; I will , in the interim , undertake one of Hercules ' labours ; which is , to bring signior Benedick and the lady Beatrice into a mountain ...
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... forms , such as men's heads . See Note on the passage in ' Henry IV . ' • She would mock . Changed also to she'd mock by modern editors . Consume away in sighs , waste inwardly : It were 32 [ ACT III . MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING .
... forms , such as men's heads . See Note on the passage in ' Henry IV . ' • She would mock . Changed also to she'd mock by modern editors . Consume away in sighs , waste inwardly : It were 32 [ ACT III . MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING .
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Page 580 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on ; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Page 284 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night: Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Page 554 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Page 424 - Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its own ; That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears.
Page 285 - My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0 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 strewn; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown. A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, 0, where Sad true lover never flnd my grave, To weep there.