The Plays of William Shakspeare: Sketch of the life of Shakspeare. Tempest ; Two gentlemen of Verona ; Merry wives of Windsor ; Twelfth-night ; Measure for measure |
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Poor souls ! they perish ' d . Had I been any god of power , I would Have sunk the
sea within the earth , or e ' er It should the good ship so have swallow ' d , and
The freighting souls withir Pro . Be collected : No more amazement : tell your ...
Poor souls ! they perish ' d . Had I been any god of power , I would Have sunk the
sea within the earth , or e ' er It should the good ship so have swallow ' d , and
The freighting souls withir Pro . Be collected : No more amazement : tell your ...
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Come , swear to that ; kiss the book : I will furnish it anon with new contents :
swear . . Trin . By this good light , this is a very shallow monster : - I afeard of him
? - a very weak monster : The man i ' the moon ? - a most poor credulous monster
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Come , swear to that ; kiss the book : I will furnish it anon with new contents :
swear . . Trin . By this good light , this is a very shallow monster : - I afeard of him
? - a very weak monster : The man i ' the moon ? - a most poor credulous monster
...
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My master loves her dearly ; And I , poor monster , fond as much on him ; What
will become of this ! As I am man . My state is desperate for my master ' s love ; As
I am woman , now alas the day ! What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe ?
My master loves her dearly ; And I , poor monster , fond as much on him ; What
will become of this ! As I am man . My state is desperate for my master ' s love ; As
I am woman , now alas the day ! What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe ?
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A tapster : a poor widow ' s tapster . Escal . Your mistress ' s name ? Clo . Mistress
Over - done . Escal . Hath she had any more than one husband ? Clo . Nine , sir ;
Over done by the last . Escal . Nine ! - - Come hither to me , master Froth .
A tapster : a poor widow ' s tapster . Escal . Your mistress ' s name ? Clo . Mistress
Over - done . Escal . Hath she had any more than one husband ? Clo . Nine , sir ;
Over done by the last . Escal . Nine ! - - Come hither to me , master Froth .
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But mark , how heavily this befel to the poor gentlewoman : there she lost a noble
and renowned brother , in his love toward her ever most kind and natural ; with
him the portion and sinew of her for . tune , her marriage - dowry ; with both , her ...
But mark , how heavily this befel to the poor gentlewoman : there she lost a noble
and renowned brother , in his love toward her ever most kind and natural ; with
him the portion and sinew of her for . tune , her marriage - dowry ; with both , her ...
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Angelo Anne bear bring brother Caius Claudio comes daughter death desire dost doth Duke Enter Erit Escal Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fault fear follow fool Ford friar gentle give grace hand hang hast hath head hear heart heaven hold honour hope Host hour husband I'll Isab John keep kind king lady Laun leave letter live look lord Lucio madam maid Marry master mean mind mistress never night Page peace play poor pray present Proteus Provost Quick reason SCENE servant Shal Silvia Slen soul speak Speed spirit stand strange sure sweet tell thank thee there's thing thou art thought true Valentine What's wife woman youth
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Seite 28 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Seite 270 - tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter; What's to come is still unsure : In delay there lies no plenty, Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure. Sir And. A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight. Sir To. A contagious breath. Sir And. Very sweet and contagious, i
Seite 17 - em. Caliban. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me and mad'st much of me, wouldst give me Water with berries in't, and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.
Seite 328 - Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came, alas ! to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day...
Seite 372 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling...
Seite 27 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
Seite 277 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
Seite 18 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.