The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare...: Embracing a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected..., Volum 2Phillips, Sampson, 1850 |
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... hope , here is a play fitted . Snug . Have you the lion's part written ? Pray you , if it be , give it me , for I am slow of study . Quin . You may do it extempore , for it is nothing but roaring . Bot . Let me play the lion too . I ...
... hope , here is a play fitted . Snug . Have you the lion's part written ? Pray you , if it be , give it me , for I am slow of study . Quin . You may do it extempore , for it is nothing but roaring . Bot . Let me play the lion too . I ...
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... hope , of question , doubt , Be certain nothing truer . ' Tis no jest , That I do hate thee , and love Helena . Her . O me , you juggler ! you canker - blossom ! 1 You thief of love ! What , have you come by night , And stolen my love's ...
... hope , of question , doubt , Be certain nothing truer . ' Tis no jest , That I do hate thee , and love Helena . Her . O me , you juggler ! you canker - blossom ! 1 You thief of love ! What , have you come by night , And stolen my love's ...
Side 69
... hope she will be brief . Dem . A mote will turn the balance , which Pyr- amus , which Thisbe , is the better . Lys . She hath spied him already with those sweet eyes . Dem . And thus she moans , 1 videlicet . This . " Asleep , my love ...
... hope she will be brief . Dem . A mote will turn the balance , which Pyr- amus , which Thisbe , is the better . Lys . She hath spied him already with those sweet eyes . Dem . And thus she moans , 1 videlicet . This . " Asleep , my love ...
Side 78
... hope well , is not enrolled there ; - And one day in a week to touch no food , And but one meal on every day beside ; The which , I hope , is not enrolled there ; - And then , to sleep but three hours in the night , And not be seen to ...
... hope well , is not enrolled there ; - And one day in a week to touch no food , And but one meal on every day beside ; The which , I hope , is not enrolled there ; - And then , to sleep but three hours in the night , And not be seen to ...
Side 83
... hope in God for high words . Long . A high hope for a low having ! God grant us patience ! Biron . To hear , or forbear hearing ? 1 Long . To hear meekly , sir , and to rately ; or to forbear both . Biron . Well , sir , be it as the ...
... hope in God for high words . Long . A high hope for a low having ! God grant us patience ! Biron . To hear , or forbear hearing ? 1 Long . To hear meekly , sir , and to rately ; or to forbear both . Biron . Well , sir , be it as the ...
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, Volum 2 William Shakespeare Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1875 |
The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare...: Embracing a Life of ..., Volum 2 William Shakespeare Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1850 |
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Side 205 - Hath not a, Jew eyes ? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh ? If you poison us, do we not die ? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian,...
Side 18 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Side 239 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins : Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in,...
Side 271 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Side 161 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Side 287 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honor, 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 lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances. And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Side 271 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Side 240 - Therefore, the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and floods ; Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature ; The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.