The Works of Shakespeare: the Text Carefully Restored According to the First Editions: Measure for measure. Much ado about nothing. Midsummer-night's dream. Love's labour's lost |
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Proclaim you are no less ! can you so stead me , As bring me to the sight of Isabella , A novice of this place , and the fair sister To her unhappy brother Claudio ? Isab . Why her unhappy brother ? let me ask ; The rather , for I now ...
Proclaim you are no less ! can you so stead me , As bring me to the sight of Isabella , A novice of this place , and the fair sister To her unhappy brother Claudio ? Isab . Why her unhappy brother ? let me ask ; The rather , for I now ...
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So in Shakespeare's third Sonnet : " For who is she so fair , whose unrear'd womb Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry ? " The Duke is very strangely gone from hence ; Bore SC . V. 35 MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
So in Shakespeare's third Sonnet : " For who is she so fair , whose unrear'd womb Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry ? " The Duke is very strangely gone from hence ; Bore SC . V. 35 MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
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... Under whose heavy sense your brother's life Falls into forfeit : he arrests him on it ; And follows close the rigour of the statute , To make him an example : all hope is gone , Unless you have the grace by your fair prayer To ...
... Under whose heavy sense your brother's life Falls into forfeit : he arrests him on it ; And follows close the rigour of the statute , To make him an example : all hope is gone , Unless you have the grace by your fair prayer To ...
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Ang . Be you content , fair maid : It is the law , not I , condemns your brother : Were he my kinsman , brother , or my son , It should be thus with him : ――― - he must die to - morrow . Isab . To - morrow ? O , that's sudden !
Ang . Be you content , fair maid : It is the law , not I , condemns your brother : Were he my kinsman , brother , or my son , It should be thus with him : ――― - he must die to - morrow . Isab . To - morrow ? O , that's sudden !
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Repent you , fair one , of the sin you carry ? Juliet . I do ; and bear the shame most patiently . Duke . I'll teach you how you shall arraign your conscience , - And try your penitence , if it be sound , Or hollowly put on . Juliet .
Repent you , fair one , of the sin you carry ? Juliet . I do ; and bear the shame most patiently . Duke . I'll teach you how you shall arraign your conscience , - And try your penitence , if it be sound , Or hollowly put on . Juliet .
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Page 71 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling...
Page 458 - 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!
Page 267 - Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Page 283 - 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.
Page 51 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Page 275 - Swifter than the moon's sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be : In their gold coats spots you see ; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours : I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Page 336 - Whilst the heavy ploughman snores, All with weary task fordone. Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching 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 its sprite, In the church-way paths to glide...
Page 459 - When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Page 328 - Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt : The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven, And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name. Such tricks hath strong imagination ; That, if it would but apprehend some joy, It comprehends some bringer of that joy ; Or, in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush suppos'da bear ! Hip.
Page 87 - Take, O, take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn: But my kisses bring again Bring again; Seals of love, but seal'd in vain, Sealed in vain.
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| Title | The Works of Shakespeare: the Text Carefully Restored According to the First Editions: Measure for measure. Much ado about nothing. Midsummer-night's dream. Love's labour's lost Volume 2 of The Works of Shakespeare: the Text Carefully Restored According to the First Editions: With Introductions, Notes Original and Selected, and a Life of the Poet, William Shakespeare The students' handy edition |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Henry Norman Hudson |
| Publisher | Estes and Lauriat, 1883 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 29 Feb 2008 |
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