Midsummer-night's dream. Love's labor's lost. Merchant of Venice. As you like it. All's well that ends well. Taming of the shrew |
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sport neither , than with safety of a pure blush thou mayst in honor come off again
. Řos . What shall be our sport then ? Cel . Let us sit and mock the good
housewife , Fortune , from her wheel , that her gifts may henceforth be bestowed
equally ...
sport neither , than with safety of a pure blush thou mayst in honor come off again
. Řos . What shall be our sport then ? Cel . Let us sit and mock the good
housewife , Fortune , from her wheel , that her gifts may henceforth be bestowed
equally ...
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In his youth He had the wit , which I can well observe To - day in our young lords ;
but they may jest , Till their own scorn return to them unnoted , Ere they can hide
their levity in honor . ? So like a courtier , contempt nor bitterness Were in his ...
In his youth He had the wit , which I can well observe To - day in our young lords ;
but they may jest , Till their own scorn return to them unnoted , Ere they can hide
their levity in honor . ? So like a courtier , contempt nor bitterness Were in his ...
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She is young , wise , fair ; In these to nature she's immediate heir ; And these
breed honor ; that is honor's scorn , Which challenges itself as honor's born , And
is not like the sire . Honors best thrive , When rather from our acts we them derive
...
She is young , wise , fair ; In these to nature she's immediate heir ; And these
breed honor ; that is honor's scorn , Which challenges itself as honor's born , And
is not like the sire . Honors best thrive , When rather from our acts we them derive
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An it please your honor , Players that offer service to your lordship . Lord . Bid
them come near.Enter Players . Now , fellows , you are welcome . 1 Play . We
thank your honor . Lord . Do you intend to stay with me to - night ? 2 Play . So
please ...
An it please your honor , Players that offer service to your lordship . Lord . Bid
them come near.Enter Players . Now , fellows , you are welcome . 1 Play . We
thank your honor . Lord . Do you intend to stay with me to - night ? 2 Play . So
please ...
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Enter Lord , dressed like a Servant . Sly . For God's sake , a pot of small ale . 1
Serv . Will't please your lordship drink a cup of sack ? 2 Serv . Will't please your
honor taste of these conserves ? 3 Serv . What raiment will your honor wear to -
day ...
Enter Lord , dressed like a Servant . Sly . For God's sake , a pot of small ale . 1
Serv . Will't please your lordship drink a cup of sack ? 2 Serv . Will't please your
honor taste of these conserves ? 3 Serv . What raiment will your honor wear to -
day ...
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Page 291 - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound.
Page 244 - Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus ; Let no such man be trusted : Mark the music.
Page 209 - Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Page 181 - How like a fawning publican he looks! I hate him, for he is a Christian. But more, for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Page 215 - Happy in this, she is not yet so old But she may learn; happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn; Happiest of all, is, that her gentle spirit Commits itself to yours to be directed, As from her lord, her governor, her king.
Page 238 - Nay, take my life and all, pardon not that : You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
Page 232 - The quality of mercy is not strained. It droppeth, as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath: it is twice blessed; It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown...
Page 20 - 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.
Page 21 - That very time I saw (but thou couldst not) Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all armed: a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west. And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts; But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quenched in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Page 57 - 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.
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| Title | Midsummer-night's dream. Love's labor's lost. Merchant of Venice. As you like it. All's well that ends well. Taming of the shrew Volume 2 of The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, Oliver William Bourn Peabody |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | Phillips and Samson, 1846 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 29 Dec 2006 |
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