The Works of Shakespeare: Tempest ; Two gentlemen of Verona ; Merry wives of Windsor ; Twelfth night ; Measure for measure ; Much ado about nothing ; Midsummer night's dream ; Love's labour's lostEstes and Lauriat, 1871 |
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Page xxxvi
... hold best , " Where , then , do you know best , " is the reading of the old copies , which , to say the least , is very obscure . Collier's folio makes the change . VOLUME IV . THE WINTER'S TALE . Page 28 . " From heartiness , from ...
... hold best , " Where , then , do you know best , " is the reading of the old copies , which , to say the least , is very obscure . Collier's folio makes the change . VOLUME IV . THE WINTER'S TALE . Page 28 . " From heartiness , from ...
Page lxii
... hold you : for his wit can no more lie hid , than it could be lost . Read him , therefore ; and again , and again : and if then you do not like him , surely you are in some manifest dan- ger not to understand him . And so we leave you ...
... hold you : for his wit can no more lie hid , than it could be lost . Read him , therefore ; and again , and again : and if then you do not like him , surely you are in some manifest dan- ger not to understand him . And so we leave you ...
Page 19
... hold , a - hold : set her two courses ; off to sea again ; lay her off . 8 5 This is a sea phrase . " As the gale increases the topmast is struck , to take the weight from aloft , make the ship drive less to leeward , and bear the ...
... hold , a - hold : set her two courses ; off to sea again ; lay her off . 8 5 This is a sea phrase . " As the gale increases the topmast is struck , to take the weight from aloft , make the ship drive less to leeward , and bear the ...
Page 29
... Hold by the moon , and gently make Suit to the pale queen of night , For a beame to give thee light ? Shall I dive into the sea , And bring thee coral , making way Through the rising waves , " & c . 19 Ariel's quality is not his ...
... Hold by the moon , and gently make Suit to the pale queen of night , For a beame to give thee light ? Shall I dive into the sea , And bring thee coral , making way Through the rising waves , " & c . 19 Ariel's quality is not his ...
Page 45
... hold , notwithstanding , their freshness , and glosses ; being rather new dyed than stain'd with salt water . Ant . If but one of his pockets could speak . would it not say , he lies ? Seb . Ay , or very falsely pocket up his report ...
... hold , notwithstanding , their freshness , and glosses ; being rather new dyed than stain'd with salt water . Ant . If but one of his pockets could speak . would it not say , he lies ? Seb . Ay , or very falsely pocket up his report ...
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Angelo Beat Beatrice Benedick better brother Caius Caliban Claud Claudio Collier Collier's folio Costard Dogb dost doth Duke Enter Escal Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy Falstaff father fool Ford friar gentle gentleman Gentlemen of Verona give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia Hero honour Host Illyria Isab King lady Laun Leon Leonato look lord Love's Labour's Lost Lucio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master master doctor means Measure for Measure merry mind mistress Moth never night old copies passage Pedro play Poet Poet's Pompey pray Proteus Prov Puck reading SCENE sense Shakespeare Shal signior Silvia Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir Toby Slen soul speak Speed spirit sweet tell thee there's Theseus thing thou art Thurio tongue true Twelfth Night Valentine woman word
Popular passages
Page 9 - The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy. 'The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Page 347 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Page 329 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten: In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy love.
Page 131 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love,* That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.— That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures.
Page 90 - 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.
Page lxi - WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, and what he hath left us. To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame, While I confess thy writings to be such As neither man nor muse can praise too much.
Page lxvi - For whilst, to the shame of slow-endeavouring art, Thy easy numbers flow, and that each heart • Hath, from the leaves of thy unvalued book, Those Delphic lines with deep impression took, Then thou, our fancy of itself bereaving, Dost make us marble, with too much conceiving ; And, so sepulchred in such pomp dost lie, That kings for such a tomb would wish to die.
Page 328 - Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle. A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull; Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold. A belt of straw and ivy buds, With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Page 55 - 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 lxi - My Shakespeare, rise! I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room: Thou art a monument without a tomb, And art alive still while thy book doth live And we have wits to read and praise to give.