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... Crowns him with flowers and makes him all her joy : And now they never meet
in grove or green , By fountain clear , or spangled starlight sheen , But they do
square , that all their elves for fear Creep into acorn - cups and hide them there .
... Crowns him with flowers and makes him all her joy : And now they never meet
in grove or green , By fountain clear , or spangled starlight sheen , But they do
square , that all their elves for fear Creep into acorn - cups and hide them there .
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Fear not , my lord , your servant shall do so . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . Another part of
the wood . Enter TITANIA , with her train . Tita . Come , now a roundel and a fairy
song ; Then , for the third part of a minute , hence ; Some to kill cankers in the ...
Fear not , my lord , your servant shall do so . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . Another part of
the wood . Enter TITANIA , with her train . Tita . Come , now a roundel and a fairy
song ; Then , for the third part of a minute , hence ; Some to kill cankers in the ...
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No , no , I am as ugly as a bear ; For beasts that meet me run away for fear :
Therefore no marvel though Demetrius Do , as a monster , fly my presence thus .
What wicked and dissembling glass of mine Made me compare with Hermia ' s ...
No , no , I am as ugly as a bear ; For beasts that meet me run away for fear :
Therefore no marvel though Demetrius Do , as a monster , fly my presence thus .
What wicked and dissembling glass of mine Made me compare with Hermia ' s ...
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Ay me , for pity ! what a dream was here ! Lysander , look how I do quake with
fear : Methought a serpent eat my heart away , And you sat smiling at his cruel
prey . 150 Lysander ! what , removed ? Lysander ! lord ! What , out of hearing ?
gone ...
Ay me , for pity ! what a dream was here ! Lysander , look how I do quake with
fear : Methought a serpent eat my heart away , And you sat smiling at his cruel
prey . 150 Lysander ! what , removed ? Lysander ! lord ! What , out of hearing ?
gone ...
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I swoon almost with fear . No ? then I well perceive you are not nigh : Either death
or you I ' ll find immediately . [ Exit . ACT III . SCENE I . The wood . Titania lying
asleep . Enter QUINCE , SNUG , BOTTOM , FLUTE , SNOUT , and STARVELING
.
I swoon almost with fear . No ? then I well perceive you are not nigh : Either death
or you I ' ll find immediately . [ Exit . ACT III . SCENE I . The wood . Titania lying
asleep . Enter QUINCE , SNUG , BOTTOM , FLUTE , SNOUT , and STARVELING
.
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Page 14 - No night is now with hymn or carol blest : Therefore the moon, the governess of floods, Pale in her anger, washes all the air, That rheumatic diseases do abound : And thorough this distemperature we see The seasons alter : hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose, And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set.
Page 71 - That it should come to this! But two months dead - nay, not so much, not two So excellent a king, that was to this Hyperion to a satyr, so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.
Page 3 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.
Page 63 - Now the hungry lion roars, And the wolf behowls the moon; Whilst the heavy ploughman snores, All with weary task fordone. Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud.
Page 71 - And strait conjunction with this sex ; for either He never shall find out fit mate, but such As some misfortune brings him, or mistake ; Or whom he wishes most shall seldom gain Through her perverseness, but shall see her gain'd By a far worse ; or, if she love, withheld By parents ; or his happiest choice too late Shall meet, already link'd and wedlock-bound To a fell adversary, his hate or shame : Which infinite calamity shall cause To human life, and household peace confound.
Page 8 - 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 69 - And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are an hundred and thirty years: few and evil have the days of the years of my life been, and have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.
Page 14 - 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 28 - Be kind and courteous to this gentleman ; Hop in his walks, and gambol in his eyes ; Feed him with apricocks and dewberries, -. With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries. The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees, And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes...
Page 136 - And overcome us like a summer's cloud, Without our special wonder ? You make me strange Even to the disposition that I...
Bibliographic information
| Title | Select Plays; A Midsummer Night's Dream Clarendon press series. English classics |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | Clarendon Press, 1879 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 3 Mar 2008 |
| Length | 147 pages |
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