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Annie Thomas attitude of listening audience back of stage bars of music beard birds BIRKET FOSTER blossoms BLUEBEARD BOTTOM boy and girl boy dressed Captain CELIA CINDERELLA cloth Cobweb Cock Robin costumes curtain DALZIEL DALZIEL Brothers DICK WHITTINGTON doth dream Dumas EDMUND EVANS Enter JESSICA eyes face fairy father floor FLUTE GEORGE ROUTLEDGE gilt edges Goes hand hang hath head holding Illustrated Natural History JESS KEITH ANGUS kiss kneeling ladies laugh LAUN LAUNCELOT lion looking LORENZO lover maid marry Master Mistress moon musicians MUSTARD-SEED Nick Bottom night OBERON Orlando pause PEAS Peas-blossom Peter Quince picture Plates play pray PUCK Pyramus and Thisby Queen QUIN rhyme rises Rosalind SCENE SHYLOCK sing Sir JOHN GILBERT sitting sleep Slow music SNOUT SNUG stands swear sweet tableaux tell thee thou art TITANIA TOUCH TOUCHSTONE vols withal Wren
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Page 56 - 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.
Page 39 - 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 69 - The moon shines bright : — in such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise, — in such a night Troilus .methinks mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Page 19 - Ay, now am I in Arden ; the more fool I : when I was at home, I was in a better place : but travellers must be content.
Page 72 - Therefore, the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and floods; 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 mov'd 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.
Page 56 - 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 71 - Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubims : Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
Page 50 - 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 111 - And everybody praised the Duke who this great fight did win." "But what good came of it at last?" quoth little Peterkin. "Why that I cannot tell," said he, "but 'twas a famous victory.
Page 70 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank* Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...