The dramatic works of William Shakspeare, Volum 3Carpenter and Son, 1813 |
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Side 57
... Exeunt . SCENE III . A Room in PETRUCHIO'S House . Enter KATHARINA and GRUMIO . Gru . No , no ; forsooth ; I dare not , for my life . Kath . The more my wrong , the more his spite appears : What , did he marry me to famish me ? Beggars ...
... Exeunt . SCENE III . A Room in PETRUCHIO'S House . Enter KATHARINA and GRUMIO . Gru . No , no ; forsooth ; I dare not , for my life . Kath . The more my wrong , the more his spite appears : What , did he marry me to famish me ? Beggars ...
Side 63
... Exeunt . SCENE IV . PADUA . Before BAPTISTA'S House . Enter TRANIO ; and the PEDANT , dressed like VINCENTIO . Tra . Sir , this is the house ; Please it you , that I call ? Ped . Ay , what else ? and , but I be deceived , Signior ...
... Exeunt . SCENE IV . PADUA . Before BAPTISTA'S House . Enter TRANIO ; and the PEDANT , dressed like VINCENTIO . Tra . Sir , this is the house ; Please it you , that I call ? Ped . Ay , what else ? and , but I be deceived , Signior ...
Side 65
... Exeunt Tranio , Pedant , and Baptista . Bion . Cambio.- Luc . What say'st thou , Biondello ? Bion . You saw my master wink and laugh upon you ? Luc . Biondello , what of that ? Bion . ' Faith nothing ; but he has left me here behind ...
... Exeunt Tranio , Pedant , and Baptista . Bion . Cambio.- Luc . What say'st thou , Biondello ? Bion . You saw my master wink and laugh upon you ? Luc . Biondello , what of that ? Bion . ' Faith nothing ; but he has left me here behind ...
Side 73
... Exeunt Lucentio and Bianca . frown . Gre . My cake is dough : But I'll in among the rest . Out of hope of all , but my share of the feast . [ Exit . PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA advance . Kath . Husband , let's follow , to see the end of ...
... Exeunt Lucentio and Bianca . frown . Gre . My cake is dough : But I'll in among the rest . Out of hope of all , but my share of the feast . [ Exit . PETRUCHIO and KATHARINA advance . Kath . Husband , let's follow , to see the end of ...
Side 75
... Exeunt Bianca , Katharina , and Widow . Pet . She hath prevented me . - Here , signior Tra- nio , This bird you aim'd at , though you hit her not ; Therefore , a health to all that shot and miss'd . Tra . O , sir , Lucentio slipp'd me ...
... Exeunt Bianca , Katharina , and Widow . Pet . She hath prevented me . - Here , signior Tra- nio , This bird you aim'd at , though you hit her not ; Therefore , a health to all that shot and miss'd . Tra . O , sir , Lucentio slipp'd me ...
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Antigonus Antipholus art thou Aumerle Autolycus Banquo Bast bear Bian Bianca Bion Biondello BISHOP of CARLISLE blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath Camillo Cleomenes cousin daughter death dost doth Dromio Duch duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair father Faulconbridge fear Fleance friends Gaunt gentleman give grief Grumio hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Hortensio Hubert husband i'the John Kate Kath king KING JOHN Lady Leon liege look lord Lucentio Macb Macbeth Macd Macduff madam majesty master mistress never noble Northumberland o'the Padua PANDULPH pardon peace Petruchio Polixenes pray prince queen Rich Rosse SCENE Servant shalt shame Shep signior sorrow soul speak sweet tell thane thee There's thine thou art thou hast tongue Tranio unto villain wife Witch word
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Side 11 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly : if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come.
Side 9 - Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me, from the crown to the toe, top-full Of direst cruelty ! make thick my blood, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between The effect and it...
Side 12 - Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i
Side 18 - Whence is that knocking? How is't with me, when every noise appals me? What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.
Side 46 - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.
Side 43 - What lack you ? and, Where lies your grief? Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a poor man's son would have lain still, And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you ; But you at your sick service had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love...
Side 52 - I'd have you do it ever : when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, And own no other function : each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
Side 9 - The effect, and it ! Come to my woman's breasts, And take my milk for gall, you...
Side 18 - This royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of War, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea...
Side 19 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's son : This land of such dear souls, this dear, dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out, I die pronouncing it, Like to a tenement, or pelting farm...