Love's labour's lost. Midsummer night's dreamPrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
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... Quin . Pat , pat ; and here's a marvellous conve- nient place for our rehearsal : This green plot shall be our stage , this hawthorn brake our tyring - house ; and we will do it in action , as we will do it before the duke . Bot . Peter ...
... Quin . Pat , pat ; and here's a marvellous conve- nient place for our rehearsal : This green plot shall be our stage , this hawthorn brake our tyring - house ; and we will do it in action , as we will do it before the duke . Bot . Peter ...
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... Quin . Well , it shall be so . But there is two hard things ; that is , to bring the moon - light into a cham- ber : for you know , Pyramus and Thisby meet by moon - light . 50 Snug . Doth the moon shine that night we play our play ...
... Quin . Well , it shall be so . But there is two hard things ; that is , to bring the moon - light into a cham- ber : for you know , Pyramus and Thisby meet by moon - light . 50 Snug . Doth the moon shine that night we play our play ...
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... Quin . Yes , it doth shine that night . Bot . Why , then you may leave a casement of the great chamber window , where we play , open ; and the moon may shine in at the casement . 53 Quin . Ay ; or else one must come in with a bush of ...
... Quin . Yes , it doth shine that night . Bot . Why , then you may leave a casement of the great chamber window , where we play , open ; and the moon may shine in at the casement . 53 Quin . Ay ; or else one must come in with a bush of ...
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... Quin . Speak , Pyramus : -Thisby , stand forth . Pyr . Thisby , the flower of odious savours sweet . Quin . Odours , odours . Pyr . -odours savours sweet . So doth , thy breath , my dearest Thisby dear .-- But , hark , a voice ! stay ...
... Quin . Speak , Pyramus : -Thisby , stand forth . Pyr . Thisby , the flower of odious savours sweet . Quin . Odours , odours . Pyr . -odours savours sweet . So doth , thy breath , my dearest Thisby dear .-- But , hark , a voice ! stay ...
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... Quin . Bless thee , Bottom ! bless thee ! thou art translated . [ Exit . Bot . I see their knavery : this is to make an ass of me ; to fright me , if they could . But I will not stir from this place , do what they can : I will walk up ...
... Quin . Bless thee , Bottom ! bless thee ! thou art translated . [ Exit . Bot . I see their knavery : this is to make an ass of me ; to fright me , if they could . But I will not stir from this place , do what they can : I will walk up ...
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Popular passages
Page 68 - 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 24 - That very time I saw (but thou couldst not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Page 79 - The best in this kind are but shadows ; and the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them.
Page 68 - I had. 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 17 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough briar, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moones 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, In those freckles live their savours : I must go seek some dew-drops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Page 111 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Page 25 - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man. Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit : For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest ; Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor) Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
Page 69 - Subtle as Sphinx; as sweet and musical As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; And, when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
Page 49 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet a union in partition, Two lovely berries moulded on one stem ; So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart : Two of the first, like coats...
Page 5 - The endeavour of this present breath may buy That honour, which shall bate his scythe's keen edge, And make us heirs of all eternity.