The Works of Shakespeare: the Text Carefully Restored According to the First Editions: Editor's preface; Didication; Commendatory verses; Tempest; Two gentlemen of Verona; Merry wives of Windsor; Twelfth night |
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And there we hope , to your divers capacities you will find enough both to draw ,
and hold you : for his wit can no more lie hid , than it could be lost . Read him ,
therefore ; and again , and again : and if then you do not like him , surely you are
in ...
And there we hope , to your divers capacities you will find enough both to draw ,
and hold you : for his wit can no more lie hid , than it could be lost . Read him ,
therefore ; and again , and again : and if then you do not like him , surely you are
in ...
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... but does all his spiriting gently while he holds the remembrance of them . Yet
his delicacy of nature is nowhere more apparent than in his sympathy with right
and good : the instant he comes within their touch he follows them without
reserve ...
... but does all his spiriting gently while he holds the remembrance of them . Yet
his delicacy of nature is nowhere more apparent than in his sympathy with right
and good : the instant he comes within their touch he follows them without
reserve ...
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Gon . I ' ll warrant him for 6 drowning ; though the ship were no stronger than a
nut - shell , and as leaky as an unstanched ' wench . Boats . Lay her a - hold , a -
hold : set her two courses ; off to sea again ; lay her off . • This is a sea phrase .
Gon . I ' ll warrant him for 6 drowning ; though the ship were no stronger than a
nut - shell , and as leaky as an unstanched ' wench . Boats . Lay her a - hold , a -
hold : set her two courses ; off to sea again ; lay her off . • This is a sea phrase .
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... and stay The sailing racke , or nimbly take Hold by the moon , and gently make
Suit to the pale queen of night , For a beame to give thee light ? Shall I dive into
the sea , And bring thee coral , making way Through the rising waves , " & c .
... and stay The sailing racke , or nimbly take Hold by the moon , and gently make
Suit to the pale queen of night , For a beame to give thee light ? Shall I dive into
the sea , And bring thee coral , making way Through the rising waves , " & c .
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But the rarity of it is , which is indeed almost beyond credit , — Seb . As many
vouch ' d rarities are . Gon . — that our garments , being , as they were , drenched
in the sea , hold , notwithstanding , their freshness , and glosses ; being rather
new ...
But the rarity of it is , which is indeed almost beyond credit , — Seb . As many
vouch ' d rarities are . Gon . — that our garments , being , as they were , drenched
in the sea , hold , notwithstanding , their freshness , and glosses ; being rather
new ...
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Seite 104 - tis true, I must be here confin'd by you, Or sent to Naples : Let me not, Since I have my dukedom got, And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell In this bare island, by your spell ; But release me from my bands, With the help of your good hands ', Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please : Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant ; And my ending is despair, Unless I be reliev'd by prayer ; Which pierces so, that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults....
Seite 92 - gainst my fury Do I take part: the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further.
Seite 331 - If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy Love.
Seite xxviii - For whilst, to the shame of slow-endeavouring art, Thy easy numbers flow, and that each heart • Hath, from the leaves of thy unvalued book, Those Delphic lines with deep impression took, Then thou, our fancy of itself bereaving, Dost make us marble, with too much conceiving ; And, so sepulchred in such pomp dost lie, That kings for such a tomb would wish to die.
Seite 72 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
Seite 93 - The charm dissolves apace ; And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason.
Seite 93 - Some heavenly music, (which even now I do) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.
Seite 92 - Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war...
Seite 77 - O, it is monstrous! monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i" the ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Seite 92 - By moon-shine do the green-sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites ; and you, whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms ; that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid (Weak masters though ye be,) I have be-dimm'd The noon-tide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And...