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 lostEstes and Lauriat, 1883 - English drama |
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... hath not been dead , though it hath slept . " H. 4 This word , not in the original , but required alike by the sense and by the verse , was suggested by Davenant , and inserted by Pope , and has since been universally received H. Who ...
... hath not been dead , though it hath slept . " H. 4 This word , not in the original , but required alike by the sense and by the verse , was suggested by Davenant , and inserted by Pope , and has since been universally received H. Who ...
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... hath cause to complain of ? Come we to what was done to her . Clo . Sir , your honour cannot come to that yet . Escal . No , sir , nor I mean it not . Clo . Sir , but you shall come to it , by your hon- our's leave : And , I beseech you ...
... hath cause to complain of ? Come we to what was done to her . Clo . Sir , your honour cannot come to that yet . Escal . No , sir , nor I mean it not . Clo . Sir , but you shall come to it , by your hon- our's leave : And , I beseech you ...
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... hath but as offended in a dream : All sects , all ages smack of this vice ; and he To die for it ! Ang . Enter ANGELO . Now , what's the matter , provost ? Prov . Is it your will Claudio shall die to - morrow ? Ang . Did I not tell thee ...
... hath but as offended in a dream : All sects , all ages smack of this vice ; and he To die for it ! Ang . Enter ANGELO . Now , what's the matter , provost ? Prov . Is it your will Claudio shall die to - morrow ? Ang . Did I not tell thee ...
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... hath died for this offence ? There's many have committed it . Lucio . [ Aside . ] Ay , well said . Ang . The law hath not been dead , though it hath slept : " Those many had not dar'd to do that evil , 4 " You will then be as tender ...
... hath died for this offence ? There's many have committed it . Lucio . [ Aside . ] Ay , well said . Ang . The law hath not been dead , though it hath slept : " Those many had not dar'd to do that evil , 4 " You will then be as tender ...
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... Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself , That skins the vice o ' the top : 13 Go to your bosom ; Knock there , and ask your heart what it doth know That's like my brother's fault : if it confess A natural guiltiness , such as is his ...
... Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself , That skins the vice o ' the top : 13 Go to your bosom ; Knock there , and ask your heart what it doth know That's like my brother's fault : if it confess A natural guiltiness , such as is his ...
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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.