The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities : with a Memoir, and Essay on His Genius, Volum 2Jewett, 1857 |
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Side 5
... Exit . Enter Mariners . Boats . Heigh , my hearts ; cheerly , cheerly , my hearts ; yare , yare : Take in the topsail ; ' Tend to the master's whistle . Blow till thou burst thy wind , if room enough ! Enter ALONSO , SEBASTIAN , ANTONIO ...
... Exit . Enter Mariners . Boats . Heigh , my hearts ; cheerly , cheerly , my hearts ; yare , yare : Take in the topsail ; ' Tend to the master's whistle . Blow till thou burst thy wind , if room enough ! Enter ALONSO , SEBASTIAN , ANTONIO ...
Side 6
... Exit . [ Exit . Gon . Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; long heath , brown furze , any thing : The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death . [ Exit . SCENE II.The Island ; before ...
... Exit . [ Exit . Gon . Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; long heath , brown furze , any thing : The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death . [ Exit . SCENE II.The Island ; before ...
Side 10
... Exit ARIEL . Awake , dear heart , awake ! thou hast slept well ; And here was left by the sailors : Thou , my Awake ! slave , As thou report'st thyself , wast then her servant : And , for thou wast a spirit too delicate To act her ...
... Exit ARIEL . Awake , dear heart , awake ! thou hast slept well ; And here was left by the sailors : Thou , my Awake ! slave , As thou report'st thyself , wast then her servant : And , for thou wast a spirit too delicate To act her ...
Side 25
... Exit PROSPERO from above . Gon . I ' the name of something holy , sir , why stand you from ( Which here , in this most desolate isle , else falls Upon your heads ) is nothing , but heart's sorrow , And a clear life ensuing . He vanishes ...
... Exit PROSPERO from above . Gon . I ' the name of something holy , sir , why stand you from ( Which here , in this most desolate isle , else falls Upon your heads ) is nothing , but heart's sorrow , And a clear life ensuing . He vanishes ...
Side 30
... Exit ARIEL . I will discase me , and myself present , As I was sometime Milan : quickly , spirit ; Thou shalt ere long be free . ARIEL re - enters , singing , and helps to attire PROSPERO . Where the bee sucks , there suck I ; In a ...
... Exit ARIEL . I will discase me , and myself present , As I was sometime Milan : quickly , spirit ; Thou shalt ere long be free . ARIEL re - enters , singing , and helps to attire PROSPERO . Where the bee sucks , there suck I ; In a ...
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1st Lord Angelo Antonio art thou Beat Benedick better Biron Bohemia Boyet brother Caius Caliban Claud Claudio COSTARD daughter dost doth Dromio ducats Duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear fool Ford Friar gentle gentleman give grace Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honor husband Illyria Isab Kath King knave lady Laun Leon Leonato look Lucio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master Master Doctor mistress Moth never night Padua Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pr'y thee pray prince Proteus Puck Rosalind Scene servant Shakspeare shew Shylock Signior sing Sir Toby speak Speed swear sweet tell there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio tongue Tranio troth true What's wife woman word
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Side 362 - 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 moved 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.
Side 60 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired' be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness; And, being helped, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling: To her let us garlands bring.