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Page 89
... leaving Stratford . Another reason may have been , that , as tradition gives it , he engaged , along with others , in a rather wild poaching frolic on the grounds of Sir Thomas Lucy , who owned a large estate not far from Stratford ...
... leaving Stratford . Another reason may have been , that , as tradition gives it , he engaged , along with others , in a rather wild poaching frolic on the grounds of Sir Thomas Lucy , who owned a large estate not far from Stratford ...
Page 94
... leave the latter altogether uninstructed touching the matters in question . Some further de- tails in the same line are given from time to time , as occasion seemed to require , in the special introductions to particular plays . This ...
... leave the latter altogether uninstructed touching the matters in question . Some further de- tails in the same line are given from time to time , as occasion seemed to require , in the special introductions to particular plays . This ...
Page 95
... Leave thee alone for the comparison Of all that insolent Greece or haughty Rome Sent forth , or since did from their ashes come . Triumph , my Britain ! thou hast one to show , To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe . He was not of an ...
... Leave thee alone for the comparison Of all that insolent Greece or haughty Rome Sent forth , or since did from their ashes come . Triumph , my Britain ! thou hast one to show , To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe . He was not of an ...
Page 96
... leaves of thy unvalu'd book , Those Delphic lines with deep impression took ; Then thou , our fancy of itself bereaving , Dost make us marble with too much conceiving ; And , so sepulchr'd , in such pomp dost lie , That kings for such a ...
... leaves of thy unvalu'd book , Those Delphic lines with deep impression took ; Then thou , our fancy of itself bereaving , Dost make us marble with too much conceiving ; And , so sepulchr'd , in such pomp dost lie , That kings for such a ...
Page 98
... leave behind them : he therefore added the Fifth Act by way of a musical afterlude to the piece itself . The episode of Jessica , the fugitive daughter of the Jew , in whom Shakespeare has contrived to throw a veil of sweetness over the ...
... leave behind them : he therefore added the Fifth Act by way of a musical afterlude to the piece itself . The episode of Jessica , the fugitive daughter of the Jew , in whom Shakespeare has contrived to throw a veil of sweetness over the ...
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Bass Bellario Belmont Ben Jonson better bond casket Chiromancy choose chooseth Christian daughter Devil dost doth Duke Exeunt Exit eyes fair fair lady father fear flesh folio fool forfeit fortune Francis Meres gentle give gold grace Gratiano hath hear heart Heaven honour husband Jess Jessica Jew's judge judgment Julius Cæsar justice King Lear lady Laun look Lord Bassanio Lorenzo Madam married means Merchant of Venice mercy merry mind MUSIC READER Nerissa never night oath old copies peize play Poet Poet's Portia PORTIA'S House pray thee Prince printed quarto Rialto Richard Burbage Richard III ring Room in PORTIA'S SALARINO scene sense Servant Shakespeare shalt Shylock sola Solanio soul speak Stratford swear sweet tell thing three thousand ducats Tubal Twelfth Night unto wife Winter's Tale word
Popular passages
Page 99 - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad : It wearies me ; you say it wearies you ; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me. That I have much ado to know myself.
Page 90 - I am as sorry as if the original fault had been my fault, because myself have seen his demeanour no less civil than he excellent in the quality he professes: besides, divers of worship have reported his uprightness of dealing which argues his honesty, and his facetious grace in writing, that approves his art.
Page 109 - I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following ; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you.
Page 96 - Triumph, my Britain! Thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe. He was not of an age, but for all time...
Page 112 - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
Page 103 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Page 141 - You see me, Lord Bassanio, where I stand, Such as I am: though for myself alone I would not be ambitious in my wish To wish myself much better, yet for you I would be trebled twenty times myself, A thousand times more fair, ten thousand times More rich; That only to stand high in your account, I might in virtues, beauties, livings, friends, Exceed account.
Page 157 - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart : If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you, Wrest once the law to your authority : To do a great right, do a little wrong ; And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Page 156 - When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much To mitigate the justice of thy plea; Which if thou follow, this strict court of Venice Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merchant there. SHY. My deeds upon my head! I crave the law, The penalty and forfeit of my bond.
Page 95 - To draw no envy (Shakespeare) on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book, and fame ; While I confess thy writings to be such, As neither man, nor muse, can praise too much...