Shakespere's A Midsummer Night's DreamLongmans, Green, and Company, 1895 - 111 pages |
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... theatres , customs , -to make the old dramatists and the conditions under which they worked real and living . In order to avoid anything that might draw away the attention of the reader from the details given , he has will- ingly been ...
... theatres , customs , -to make the old dramatists and the conditions under which they worked real and living . In order to avoid anything that might draw away the attention of the reader from the details given , he has will- ingly been ...
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... Theatre , Bankside , a play , A Midsummer Night's Dream , by Will- iam Shakspere . ' There , I am glad we came over to this . That is a play you ought to see . Have you heard of it ? No ? Why , it is very famous . We think it is one of ...
... Theatre , Bankside , a play , A Midsummer Night's Dream , by Will- iam Shakspere . ' There , I am glad we came over to this . That is a play you ought to see . Have you heard of it ? No ? Why , it is very famous . We think it is one of ...
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... Theatre and the Cur- tain , built soon after , our first regular theatres ( built in 1576 ) were put down there outside the city wall , on the way to Westminster . Yes , that is the city wall , about five hun- dred yards away , just at ...
... Theatre and the Cur- tain , built soon after , our first regular theatres ( built in 1576 ) were put down there outside the city wall , on the way to Westminster . Yes , that is the city wall , about five hun- dred yards away , just at ...
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... theatres on the Bankside open these stairs ' are crowded . Where are all the boatmen to - day ? Usually there are any number idling about these stairs or paddling lazily up and down . Hullo - oa ! Boat , a boat for Paris Garden is over ...
... theatres on the Bankside open these stairs ' are crowded . Where are all the boatmen to - day ? Usually there are any number idling about these stairs or paddling lazily up and down . Hullo - oa ! Boat , a boat for Paris Garden is over ...
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... theatres a flag is run up above it early in the day , that theatre - goers on the other side of the Thames may see it and make their plans . How many theatres have we ? Well , really only four public theatres - the Globe , the Rose ...
... theatres a flag is run up above it early in the day , that theatre - goers on the other side of the Thames may see it and make their plans . How many theatres have we ? Well , really only four public theatres - the Globe , the Rose ...
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15 East Sixteenth Abbott actors Athenian Athens awake Bankside bless Bottom brier Burbadge called dance DEIGHTON Demetrius dote doth East Sixteenth Street edition editors Egeus English Enter Exeunt Exit eyes F. G. Fleay fair fairy fear flowers folios follow Furness gentle give Globe Globe Theatre green hast hate hath hear heart Helena Hermia Hippolyta History lady lion LONGMANS look lord Love's lovers Lysander Master meaning Midsummer Night's Dream moon Moonshine mounsieur Mustardseed never night Oberon Paul's Peaseblossom Peter Quince PHILOSTRATE play players prologue PUCK Pyramus quarto queen QUIN Re-enter Robin Goodfellow SCENE School Grammar seems sense Shakespeare Shakspere Shakspere's sleep SNOUT SNUG speak sport stage suggested sweet syllable theatres thee Theseus things Thisby Thisby's thou TITA Titania to-day true wall wonder wood word WRIGHT
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Page 84 - I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was : man is but an ass, if he go about to expound this dream. Methought I was — there is no man can tell what. Methought I was, — and methought I had, — but man is but a patched fool, if he will offer to say what methought I had.
Page xxv - WEEP with me all you that read This little story ; And know, for whom a tear you shed Death's self is sorry. 'Twas a child that so did thrive In grace and feature, As Heaven and Nature seemed to strive Which owned the creature.
Page 80 - 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-kneed, 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, — But, soft!
Page xxv - Yet three filled zodiacs had he been The stage's jewel; And did act (what now we moan) Old men so duly As. sooth, the Parcae thought him one, He played so truly. So by error to his fate They all consented; But viewing him since (alas, too late) They have repented. And have sought (to give new birth) In baths to steep him; But, being so much too good for earth, Heaven vows to keep him.
Page 36 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.
Page 79 - Sparta : never did I hear Such gallant chiding ; for, besides the groves, The skies, the fountains, every region near, Seem'd all one mutual cry : I never heard So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
Page 7 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.
Page 34 - I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...
Page 87 - The lunatic, the lover, and the poet Are of imagination all compact : One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt: The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven, 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.
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.