Love's labour's lost. Midsummer night's dreamPrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
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... madam , for I meant not so . Prin . What , what ? first praise me , then again say , no ? O short - liv'd pride ! Not fair alack for woe ! For . Yes , madam , fair . Prin . Nay , never paint me now ; Where fair is not , praise cannot ...
... madam , for I meant not so . Prin . What , what ? first praise me , then again say , no ? O short - liv'd pride ! Not fair alack for woe ! For . Yes , madam , fair . Prin . Nay , never paint me now ; Where fair is not , praise cannot ...
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... ! - Look you , what I have from the loving king . Ros . Madam , came nothing else along with that ? Prin . Nothing but this ? yea , as much Prin . 76 Αει ν . LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST . thou crushest the snake! that is the way to ...
... ! - Look you , what I have from the loving king . Ros . Madam , came nothing else along with that ? Prin . Nothing but this ? yea , as much Prin . 76 Αει ν . LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST . thou crushest the snake! that is the way to ...
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... Madam , this glove . Prin . Did he not send you twain ? Kath . Yes , madam ; and moreover , Some thousand verses of a faithful lover : A huge translation of hypocrisy , Vilely compil'd , profound simplicity . Mar. This , and these ...
... Madam , this glove . Prin . Did he not send you twain ? Kath . Yes , madam ; and moreover , Some thousand verses of a faithful lover : A huge translation of hypocrisy , Vilely compil'd , profound simplicity . Mar. This , and these ...
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... madam , prepare ! - Arm , wenches , arm ! -encounters mounted are Against your peace : Love doth approach disguis'd , Armed in arguments ; you'll be surpris'd : Muster your wits ; stand in your own defence ; Or hide your heads like ...
... madam , prepare ! - Arm , wenches , arm ! -encounters mounted are Against your peace : Love doth approach disguis'd , Armed in arguments ; you'll be surpris'd : Muster your wits ; stand in your own defence ; Or hide your heads like ...
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... Madam , and pretty mistresses , give ear : Immediately they will again be here In their own shapes ; for it can never be , They will digest this harsh indignity . Prin . Will they return ? 460 Boyet . They will , they will , God knows ...
... Madam , and pretty mistresses , give ear : Immediately they will again be here In their own shapes ; for it can never be , They will digest this harsh indignity . Prin . Will they return ? 460 Boyet . They will , they will , God knows ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Amadis Amadis de Gaula ancient Armado Athens beauty Bernardo del Carpio Biron Boyet called comedy Cost Costard dance dear Demetrius doth duke Dull Dumain editions Enter Exeunt Exit eyes Faery Queen fair fairy folio fool forsworn gentle give grace hast hath hear heart heaven Helena HENLEY Henry Hermia JOHNSON Kath King l'envoy lady lion Long Longaville look lord love's LOVE'S LABOUR's LOST lovers Lysander madam MALONE master means Monarcho monsieur moon Moth musick Nath never night o'er oath Oberon old copies passage Philostrate play poet Pompey praise pray princess Puck Pyramus quarto Queen Quin rhime Robin Goodfellow Rosaline Saracens scene sense Shakspere shalt shew signifies sing sleep song Sonnet speak Spenser spirit sport STEEVENS sweet tell thee THEOBALD Theseus thing Thisby TOLLET tongue true WARBURTON wenches word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 68 - I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was: man is but an ass, if he go about to expound this dream.
Seite 24 - That very time I saw (but thou couldst not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Seite 79 - The best in this kind are but shadows ; and the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them.
Seite 68 - I had. The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Seite 17 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough briar, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moones sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green : The cowslips tall her pensioners be ; In their gold coats spots you see ; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours : I must go seek some dew-drops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Seite 111 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Seite 25 - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man. Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit : For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest ; Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor) Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
Seite 69 - Subtle as Sphinx; as sweet and musical As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; And, when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
Seite 49 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet a union in partition, Two lovely berries moulded on one stem ; So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart : Two of the first, like coats...
Seite 5 - The endeavour of this present breath may buy That honour, which shall bate his scythe's keen edge, And make us heirs of all eternity.