A Midsummer Night's Dream"Reflecting reality through dreams, A Midsummer Night's Dream encompasses a kaleidoscope of incidents. The play opens with the marriage of Theseus and Hippolyta and walks the readers through the complicacies of love between four Athenian lovers"--Page 4 of cover. |
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... tell him of fair Hermia's flight ; Then to the wood will he to - morrow night Pursue her ; and for this intelligence If I have thanks , it is a dear expense . But herein mean I to enrich my pain , To have his sight thither and back ...
... tell him of fair Hermia's flight ; Then to the wood will he to - morrow night Pursue her ; and for this intelligence If I have thanks , it is a dear expense . But herein mean I to enrich my pain , To have his sight thither and back ...
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... telling the saddest tale , Sometime for three - foot stool mistaketh me . Then slip I from her bum , down topples she , And " tailor " cries , and falls into a cough ; And then the whole quire hold their hips and laugh , And waxen in ...
... telling the saddest tale , Sometime for three - foot stool mistaketh me . Then slip I from her bum , down topples she , And " tailor " cries , and falls into a cough ; And then the whole quire hold their hips and laugh , And waxen in ...
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... Tell you , I do not , nor I cannot love you ? Hel . And even for that do I love you the more . I am your spaniel , and , Demetrius , 200 me , The more you beat me , I will fawn on you . Use me but as your spaniel , spurn me , strike ...
... Tell you , I do not , nor I cannot love you ? Hel . And even for that do I love you the more . I am your spaniel , and , Demetrius , 200 me , The more you beat me , I will fawn on you . Use me but as your spaniel , spurn me , strike ...
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... tell them that I Pyramus am not Pyramus , but Bottom the weaver . This will put them out of fear . Quin . Well , we will have such a prologue ; and it shall be written in eight and six . Bot . No , make it two more ; let it be written ...
... tell them that I Pyramus am not Pyramus , but Bottom the weaver . This will put them out of fear . Quin . Well , we will have such a prologue ; and it shall be written in eight and six . Bot . No , make it two more ; let it be written ...
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... , dog ! out , cur ! thou driv'st me past the bounds 65 Of maiden's patience . Hast thou slain him , then ? Henceforth be never numb'red among men ! O , once tell true , tell true , even Sc . II A Midsummer - Night's Dream 47.
... , dog ! out , cur ! thou driv'st me past the bounds 65 Of maiden's patience . Hast thou slain him , then ? Henceforth be never numb'red among men ! O , once tell true , tell true , even Sc . II A Midsummer - Night's Dream 47.
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actor art thou Athenian Athens awake bless Bottom Cobweb comedy dance dear death Demetrius dote doth Duke Egeus Enter Robin Goodfellow Exeunt Exit eyes eyne fairy fear flower Flute follow gentle give gleek gone grace hast thou hate hath hear heart Hermia Hippolyta hounds lady lantern lion lish look lord love thee love's lovers Lysander masque Master methinks Midsummer-Night's Dream moon Moonshine mounsieur murrain Mustardseed never Nick Bottom night Night's Dream nine men's morris o'er Oberon Ovid Peaseblossom Peter Quince Ph.D Philostrate play pray Professor of Eng Professor of English prologue Puck Pyramus and Thisby Qq Ff queen Quin Re-enter Robin Goodfellow roar Robin Goodfellow Robin Starveling SCENE scorn Shakespeare sing sixpence a day sleep Snout Snug speak sport Starveling sweet tell Theobald Theseus things Thisby's thou hast thou wak'st Tita Titania tongue true University unto vows wall wood
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Page 24 - That very time I saw (but thou couldst not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Page 93 - That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream, Now are frolic ; not a mouse Shall disturb this hallow'd house : I am sent with broom before, To sweep the dust behind the door.
Page 21 - These are the forgeries of jealousy: And never, since the middle summer's spring, Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead, By paved fountain or by rushy brook, Or in the beached margent of the sea, To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind, But with thy brawls thou hast disturb'd our sport.
Page xv - Midsummer Night's Dream, which I had never seen before, nor shall ever again, for it is the most insipid ridiculous play that ever I saw in my life.
Page 78 - And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation, and a name. Such tricks hath strong imagination, That, if it would but apprehend some joy, It comprehends some bringer of that joy; Or, in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear ! Hip.
Page 93 - That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream...
Page 74 - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen ; man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Page 9 - Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Page 70 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew'd, so sanded ; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each. A cry more tuneable Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn, In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly : Judge when you hear.
Page 53 - All schooldays' 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 an union in partition...