Midsummer night's dream ; Merchant of Venice ; As you like it ; Taming of the shrew ; All's well that ends well ; Twelfth-night ; Winter's taleJacob Tonson, within Grays-Inn Gate, next Grays-Inn Lane, 1709 |
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Side 520
... House . I am fent with Broom before , To sweep the Duft behind the Door . [ Exeunt . Enter King and Queen of Fairies , with their Train . Ob . Through the House give glimmering Light , By the dead and drowfie Fire , Every Elf and Fairy ...
... House . I am fent with Broom before , To sweep the Duft behind the Door . [ Exeunt . Enter King and Queen of Fairies , with their Train . Ob . Through the House give glimmering Light , By the dead and drowfie Fire , Every Elf and Fairy ...
Side 521
... House each Fairy ftray , To the best Bride - bed will we , Which by us fhall Blessed be ; And the Iffue there create , Ever fhall be Fortunate : So fhall all the Couples three , Ever true in loving be : And the Blots in Nature's Hand ...
... House each Fairy ftray , To the best Bride - bed will we , Which by us fhall Blessed be ; And the Iffue there create , Ever fhall be Fortunate : So fhall all the Couples three , Ever true in loving be : And the Blots in Nature's Hand ...
Side 537
... House , left in the fearful Guard Of an unthrifty Knave , and presently I'll be with you . [ Exit . Anth . Hie thee , gentle Jew . This Hebrew will turn Christian , he grows kind . Baff . I like not fair Terms , and a Villain's Mind ...
... House , left in the fearful Guard Of an unthrifty Knave , and presently I'll be with you . [ Exit . Anth . Hie thee , gentle Jew . This Hebrew will turn Christian , he grows kind . Baff . I like not fair Terms , and a Villain's Mind ...
Side 540
... House . Gob . By God's fonties , ' twill be a hard way to hit ; can you tell me whether one Launcelot that dwells with him , dwell with him or no ? Laun . Talk you of young Master Launcelot ? Mark me now , now will I raise the Waters ...
... House . Gob . By God's fonties , ' twill be a hard way to hit ; can you tell me whether one Launcelot that dwells with him , dwell with him or no ? Laun . Talk you of young Master Launcelot ? Mark me now , now will I raise the Waters ...
Side 544
... House is Hell , and thou a merry Devil Did'ft rob it of fome tafte of Tediousness ; But fare thee well , there is a Ducat for thee , And Launcelot , foon at Supper fhalt thou fee Lorenzo , who is thy new Mafter's Gueft , Give him this ...
... House is Hell , and thou a merry Devil Did'ft rob it of fome tafte of Tediousness ; But fare thee well , there is a Ducat for thee , And Launcelot , foon at Supper fhalt thou fee Lorenzo , who is thy new Mafter's Gueft , Give him this ...
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Side 616 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven. And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.
Side 514 - Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide.
Side 528 - I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Side 619 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Side 908 - But nature makes that mean; so over that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race. This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Side 474 - That very time I saw (but thou could'st 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...
Side 819 - But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed?
Side 778 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Side 559 - I first imparted my love to you, I freely told you all the wealth I had ran in my veins; but I should have told you that I had less than nothing, being in debt.
Side 530 - About my moneys, and my usances : Still have I borne it with a patient shrug ; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe : You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help : Go to, then : you come to me, and you say, Shylock) we would have moneys...