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... every where : For ere Demetrius look'd on Hermia's eyne , He hail'd down oaths , that he was only mine ; And when his hail fome heat from Hermia felt , * Soon it diffolv'd , and showers of oaths did melt . I will go tell him of fair ...
... every where : For ere Demetrius look'd on Hermia's eyne , He hail'd down oaths , that he was only mine ; And when his hail fome heat from Hermia felt , * Soon it diffolv'd , and showers of oaths did melt . I will go tell him of fair ...
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Or , rather , do I not in plainest truth 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 , The more you beat me , I will fawn on you : Use me but as your ...
Or , rather , do I not in plainest truth 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 , The more you beat me , I will fawn on you : Use me but as your ...
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Write me a prologue : and let the prologue seem to say , we will do no harm with our swords ; and that Pyramus is not kill'd indeed : and , for the more better assurance tell them , that I Pyramus am not Pyramus , but Bottom the weaver ...
Write me a prologue : and let the prologue seem to say , we will do no harm with our swords ; and that Pyramus is not kill'd indeed : and , for the more better assurance tell them , that I Pyramus am not Pyramus , but Bottom the weaver ...
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If you think I come hither as a lion , it were pity of my life : No , I am no such thing ; I am a man as other men are : and there , indeed , let him name his name ; and tell them plainly , he is Snug the joiner . Quin .
If you think I come hither as a lion , it were pity of my life : No , I am no such thing ; I am a man as other men are : and there , indeed , let him name his name ; and tell them plainly , he is Snug the joiner . Quin .
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O ! once tell true , tell true , even for my fake ; Durst thou have look'd upon him , being awake , do'er shoes ) — so far immersed . e dead , ] - pale . And And hast thou kill'd him Neeping ? O brave ' 40 MIDSUMMER - NIGHT'S DREAM . '
O ! once tell true , tell true , even for my fake ; Durst thou have look'd upon him , being awake , do'er shoes ) — so far immersed . e dead , ] - pale . And And hast thou kill'd him Neeping ? O brave ' 40 MIDSUMMER - NIGHT'S DREAM . '
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Page 630 - But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Page 196 - The seasons' difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say ' This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Page 87 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Page 90 - If to do were as easy as to know what were^ good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions: I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Page 151 - The slaves are ours.' So do I answer you: The pound of flesh which I demand of him Is dearly bought; 'tis mine, and I will have it. If you deny me, fie upon your law! There is no force in the decrees of Venice. I stand for judgment: answer; shall I have it?
Page 440 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.