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... the night Of our solemnities . The . Go , Philostrate , Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments ; Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth : a IO Turn melancholy forth to funerals ; The pale companion is 8 I A Midsummer-Night's Dream. ...
... the night Of our solemnities . The . Go , Philostrate , Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments ; Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth : a IO Turn melancholy forth to funerals ; The pale companion is 8 I A Midsummer-Night's Dream. ...
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... awake when I am gone ; For I must now to Oberon . [ Exit . Enter Demetrius and Helena , running . Hel . Stay , though thou kill me , sweet Demetrius . Dem . I charge thee , hence , and do not haunt me thus . Hel . O , wilt thou darkling ...
... awake when I am gone ; For I must now to Oberon . [ Exit . Enter Demetrius and Helena , running . Hel . Stay , though thou kill me , sweet Demetrius . Dem . I charge thee , hence , and do not haunt me thus . Hel . O , wilt thou darkling ...
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... awake . Lys . [ Awaking ] And run through fire I will for thy sweet sake . Transparent Helena ! Nature shews art , That through thy bosom Where is Demetrius ? makes me see thy heart . O , how fit a word Is that vile name to perish on my ...
... awake . Lys . [ Awaking ] And run through fire I will for thy sweet sake . Transparent Helena ! Nature shews art , That through thy bosom Where is Demetrius ? makes me see thy heart . O , how fit a word Is that vile name to perish on my ...
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... awake , And hast thou kill'd him sleeping ? O brave touch ! Could not a worm , an adder , do so much ? An adder did it ; for with doubler tongue Than thine , thou serpent , never adder stung . Dem . You spend your passion on a misprised ...
... awake , And hast thou kill'd him sleeping ? O brave touch ! Could not a worm , an adder , do so much ? An adder did it ; for with doubler tongue Than thine , thou serpent , never adder stung . Dem . You spend your passion on a misprised ...
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... found Demetrius like a jewel , Mine own , and not mine own . Are you sure That we are awake ? It seems to me That yet we sleep , we dream . Do not you think The Duke was here , and bid us follow him 75 Night's Dream Act IV . Sc . i .
... found Demetrius like a jewel , Mine own , and not mine own . Are you sure That we are awake ? It seems to me That yet we sleep , we dream . Do not you think The Duke was here , and bid us follow him 75 Night's Dream Act IV . Sc . i .
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art thou Athenian Athens awake beard bless Bottom Bottom's blunder Chaucer's child Cobweb comedy Cupid's dance dead dear Demetrius dote doth Duke Egeus Enter Puck Exeunt Exit eyes fairy fear flower Flute Folios read gentle gone grace green hast thou hate hath hear heart Helena Hermia Hippolyta honeysuckle hounds Knight's Tale lady lion lion's look lord love thee love's lovers Lyly's Lysander Master methinks Methought Midsummer Night's Dream moon Moonshine mounsieur Mustardseed never Nick Bottom night nine men's morris noble o'er Oberon Peaseblossom Peter Quince Philostrate pray prologue Puck Pyramus and Thisby Quartos and Folios queen Quin Quince's roar Robin Robin Goodfellow Scene scorn Shakespeare sing sleep Snout Snug speak sport Starveling sweet Tale tears tell Theseus thing Thisby's Thisne thou hast thou wakest Tita Titania tongue true unto vows wake wall wood woodbine
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Page 76 - 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.
Page 72 - I was with Hercules and Cadmus once, When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear With hounds of 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 21 - Hiems' thin and icy crown An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set. The spring, the summer, The childing autumn, angry winter, change Their wonted liveries; and the mazed world, By their increase, now knows not which is which. And this same progeny of evils comes From our debate, from our dissension; We are their parents and original.
Page 11 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
Page 24 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Page 23 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music ? Puck.
Page 96 - 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 29 - 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 89 - The best in this kind are but shadows ; and the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them.
Page i - Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry, Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.