Tales from Shakespeare: Designed for the Use of Young Persons, Band 2Bradford and Inskeep, 1813 |
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... she was in love with Bertram , and had thought of following him to Paris . The countess dismissed the ste- ward with thanks , and desired him to tell Helena she wished to speak with her . What she 10 All's Well that Ends Well .
... she was in love with Bertram , and had thought of following him to Paris . The countess dismissed the ste- ward with thanks , and desired him to tell Helena she wished to speak with her . What she 10 All's Well that Ends Well .
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... I cannot come every day to woo . You knew my father . He is dead , and has left me heir to all his lands and goods . Then tell me , if I get your daugh- ter's love , what dowry you will give with her D 2 The Taming of the Shrew . 33.
... I cannot come every day to woo . You knew my father . He is dead , and has left me heir to all his lands and goods . Then tell me , if I get your daugh- ter's love , what dowry you will give with her D 2 The Taming of the Shrew . 33.
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... tell her she sings as sweetly as a nightingale ; and if she frowns , I will say she looks as clear as ro- ses newly washed with dew . If she will not speak a word , I will praise the elo- quence of her language ; and if she bids me ...
... tell her she sings as sweetly as a nightingale ; and if she frowns , I will say she looks as clear as ro- ses newly washed with dew . If she will not speak a word , I will praise the elo- quence of her language ; and if she bids me ...
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... tell us which We shall be glad of your good company , if you are going our way . ' The old gentleman replied , Fair sir , and you my merry mistress , your strange encounter has much amazed me . My name is Vincentio , and I am going to ...
... tell us which We shall be glad of your good company , if you are going our way . ' The old gentleman replied , Fair sir , and you my merry mistress , your strange encounter has much amazed me . My name is Vincentio , and I am going to ...
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... tell- ing him the rich marriage his son was a- bout to make ; and they all journeyed on pleasantly together till they came to Bap- tista's house , where there was a large com- pany assembled to celebrate the wedding of Bianca and ...
... tell- ing him the rich marriage his son was a- bout to make ; and they all journeyed on pleasantly together till they came to Bap- tista's house , where there was a large com- pany assembled to celebrate the wedding of Bianca and ...
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abbess Adriana Ægeon Angelo Antipholis of Syracuse bade beauty begged Bertram brother brought called Cassio Cerimon Cesario Claudio Cleon count Paris countess daughter dead dear death Desdemona Diana Dionysia Dromio duke Ephesus fair father fear feast friar gave gentle gentleman give grief Hamlet hear heard heart Heaven Helena Hellicanus honour husband Iago Illyria Isabel Juliet Katherine king knew lady Laertes Leoline living look lord Capulet lord Timon Lychorida Lysimachus maid Mantua Marina marriage married Mercutio Michael Cassio mind mistress mother Mountague murder Narbon never night noble old lord Olivia Orsino Othello pardon Paris passion Pericles Petruchio poor prince prince of Tyre prison queen replied rich ring Romeo Rossilion Sebastian seemed sent servant ship sister speak strange sweet tell Thaisa Tharsus ther ther's thing thought told Tybalt Tyre Verona Viola weep wife wished words young
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Seite 96 - O, I do fear thee, Claudio; and I quake, Lest thou a feverous life shouldst entertain, And six or seven winters more respect Than a perpetual honour. Dar'st thou die ? The sense of death is most in apprehension ; And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Seite 277 - A terrible child-bed hast thou had, my dear, No light, no fire : the unfriendly elements Forgot thee utterly ; nor have I time To give thee hallow'd to thy grave, but straight Must cast thee, scarcely coffin'd, in the ooze; Where, for a monument upon thy bones, And aye-remaining || lamps, the belching whale, And humming water must o'erwhelm thy corpse, Lying with simple shells...
Seite 127 - ... 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.
Seite 84 - We must not make a scare-crow of the law, ' Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
Seite 123 - twill endure wind and weather. Vio. 'Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on : Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive, If you will lead these graces to the grave, And leave the world no copy.
Seite 127 - 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...
Seite 119 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat, like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Seite 127 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night: Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Seite 90 - That skins the vice o' the top. Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart what it doth know That's like my brother's fault ; if it confess A natural guiltiness such as is his, Let it not sound a thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life.
Seite 119 - And what is her history?" said Orsino. "A blank, my lord," replied Viola: "she never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm in the bud, feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought, and with a green and yellow melancholy, she sat like Patience on a monument, smiling at Grief.