The Plays of William Shakspeare: Sketch of the life of Shakspeare. Tempest ; Two gentlemen of Verona ; Merry wives of Windsor ; Twelfth-night ; Measure for measureJ. Nichols, 1811 |
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... fear'd , Lest I might anger thee . Pro . Say again , where didst thou leave these varlets ? Ari . I told you , sir , they were red - hot with drinking ; So full of valour , that they smote the air For breathing in their faces ; beat the ...
... fear'd , Lest I might anger thee . Pro . Say again , where didst thou leave these varlets ? Ari . I told you , sir , they were red - hot with drinking ; So full of valour , that they smote the air For breathing in their faces ; beat the ...
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... fear me , will never out of my bones : I shall not fear fly - blowing . Seb . Why , how now , Stephano ? Ste . O , touch me not ; I am not Stephano , but a cramp . Pro . You'd be king of the isle , sirrah ? Ste . I should have been a ...
... fear me , will never out of my bones : I shall not fear fly - blowing . Seb . Why , how now , Stephano ? Ste . O , touch me not ; I am not Stephano , but a cramp . Pro . You'd be king of the isle , sirrah ? Ste . I should have been a ...
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... fear , you'll prove . Pro .. ' Tis love you cavil at ; I am not Love . Val . Love is your master , for he masters you : And he that is so yoked by a fool , Methinks should not be chronicled for wise . Pro . Yet writers say , As in the ...
... fear , you'll prove . Pro .. ' Tis love you cavil at ; I am not Love . Val . Love is your master , for he masters you : And he that is so yoked by a fool , Methinks should not be chronicled for wise . Pro . Yet writers say , As in the ...
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... fear , she'll prove as hard to you in telling her mind . Give her no token but stones ; for she's as hard as steel . Pro . What , said she nothing ? Speed . No , not so much as - take this for thy pains . To testify your bounty , I ...
... fear , she'll prove as hard to you in telling her mind . Give her no token but stones ; for she's as hard as steel . Pro . What , said she nothing ? Speed . No , not so much as - take this for thy pains . To testify your bounty , I ...
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... fear of burning ; And drench'd me in the sea , where I am drown'd : I fear'd to show my father Julia's letter , Lest he should take exceptions to my love ; And with the vantage of mine own excuse Hath he excepted most against my love ...
... fear of burning ; And drench'd me in the sea , where I am drown'd : I fear'd to show my father Julia's letter , Lest he should take exceptions to my love ; And with the vantage of mine own excuse Hath he excepted most against my love ...
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Ariel Bawd brother Caius Caliban Claudio daughter devil dost thou doth Duke Escal Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father fear fool friar gentle gentleman give grace hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter hither honour Host Hugh Evans husband Illyria Isab Julia knave lady Laun letter look lord Angelo Lucio madam maid Malvolio Marry master Brook master doctor Milan Mira mistress Ford never night Olivia pardon peace Pist Pompey pr'ythee pray Prospero Proteus Prov Provost Quick Re-enter SCENE servant Shal Silvia Sir Andrew Sir Andrew Ague-cheek Sir Hugh sir John Sir John Falstaff Sir Toby Sir Toby Belch Slen Slender speak Speed sweet Sycorax tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio Trin Trinculo Valentine What's wife woman word
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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.