The Shakspere reading book, being seventeen of Shakspere's plays abridged for the use of schools and public readings by H.C. Bowen |
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... Uncle , this is a Montague , our foe ; A villain that is hither come in spite , To scorn at our solemnity this night . Cap . Young Romeo , is it ? Tyb . " Tis he , that villain Romeo . 190 200 Cap . Content thee , gentle coz , let him ...
... Uncle , this is a Montague , our foe ; A villain that is hither come in spite , To scorn at our solemnity this night . Cap . Young Romeo , is it ? Tyb . " Tis he , that villain Romeo . 190 200 Cap . Content thee , gentle coz , let him ...
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... uncle , let this end where it begun ; We'll calm the Duke of Norfolk , you your son . Gaunt . To be a make - peace shall become my age : Throw down , my son , the Duke of Norfolk's gage . K. Rich . And , Norfolk , throw down his . Gaunt ...
... uncle , let this end where it begun ; We'll calm the Duke of Norfolk , you your son . Gaunt . To be a make - peace shall become my age : Throw down , my son , the Duke of Norfolk's gage . K. Rich . And , Norfolk , throw down his . Gaunt ...
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... Uncle , I see thy heart : thy sad aspèct Hath from the number of his banish'd years [ Exit . Pluck'd four away . [ To Boling . ] Six frozen winters spent , Return with welcome home from banishment . Gaunt . I thank my liege , that in ...
... Uncle , I see thy heart : thy sad aspèct Hath from the number of his banish'd years [ Exit . Pluck'd four away . [ To Boling . ] Six frozen winters spent , Return with welcome home from banishment . Gaunt . I thank my liege , that in ...
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... uncle , bid him so : Six years we banish him , and he shall go . [ Flourish . Exeunt King Richard and train . Gaunt . What are six winters ? they are quickly gone . Esteem a foil wherein thou art to set The sullen passage of thy weary ...
... uncle , bid him so : Six years we banish him , and he shall go . [ Flourish . Exeunt King Richard and train . Gaunt . What are six winters ? they are quickly gone . Esteem a foil wherein thou art to set The sullen passage of thy weary ...
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... uncle , Lancaster ? 40 K. Rich . What comfort , man ? How is't with agéd Gaunt ? Gaunt . O , how that name befits my composition ! Old Gaunt , indeed , and gaunt in being old : Within me grief hath kept a tedious fast ; For sleeping ...
... uncle , Lancaster ? 40 K. Rich . What comfort , man ? How is't with agéd Gaunt ? Gaunt . O , how that name befits my composition ! Old Gaunt , indeed , and gaunt in being old : Within me grief hath kept a tedious fast ; For sleeping ...
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The Shakspere Reading Book, Being Seventeen of Shakspere's Plays Abridged ... William Shakespeare No preview available - 2015 |
The Shakspere Reading Book, Being Seventeen of Shakspere's Plays Abridged ... William Shakespeare No preview available - 2015 |
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Popular passages
Page 46 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Page 85 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion. Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me, as I halt by them...
Page 33 - O gentle Romeo ! If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully: Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond; And therefore thou mayst think my 'haviour light: But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange.
Page 151 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 72 - And nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Page 28 - a lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice : Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear : at which he starts, and wakes ; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Page 6 - Fetch me that flower ; the herb I shew'd thee once : The juice of it on sleeping eye-lids laid Will make or man or woman madly dote Upon the next live creature that it sees.
Page 162 - I am a Jew: 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?
Page 28 - O, then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her wagon-spokes made of long spinners...
Page 3 - Swifter than the moon's sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be : In their gold coats spots you see ; Those be rubies, fairy favours...