Acting Version of Measure for Measure

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J.M. Dent & Company, 1906 - 131 Seiten

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Seite 9 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer, Would use his heaven for thunder ; Nothing but thunder.
Seite 29 - 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 regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world...
Seite 47 - Take, O, take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn ; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn : But my kisses bring again, bring again ; Seals of love, but seal'd in vain, seal'd in vain.
Seite 29 - Claudio; and I quake, Lest thou a feverous life shouldst entertain, And six or seven winters more respect Than a perpetual honour. Barest 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 8 - Alas ! alas ? Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once ; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy : How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgement, should But judge you as you are ? O, think on that ; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made *°. Ang.
Seite 5 - We must not make a scarecrow 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 55 - I'll speak all. They say, best men are moulded out of faults ; And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad : so may my husband.
Seite 21 - I dream on ? O cunning enemy, that, to catch a saint, > • With saints dost bait thy hook ! Most dangerous . . • . . Is that temptation that doth goad us on • : To sin in loving virtue : never could the strumpet, With all her double vigour, art and nature, Once stir my temper ; but this virtuous maid Subdues me quite. Ever till now, When men were fond, I smiled, and wonder'd how.
Seite 4 - Our doubts are traitors, And make us lose the good we oft might win, By fearing to attempt...
Seite 20 - The impression of keen whips I'd wear as rubies, And strip myself to death, as to a bed That Longing have been sick for, ere I'd yield My body up to shame.

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