The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, Volume 2 |
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Were the world mine , Demetrius being bated , The rest I'll give to be to you translated . O , teach me how you look ; and with what art You sway the motion of Demetrius ' heart . Her . I frown upon him , yet he loves me still . Hel .
Were the world mine , Demetrius being bated , The rest I'll give to be to you translated . O , teach me how you look ; and with what art You sway the motion of Demetrius ' heart . Her . I frown upon him , yet he loves me still . Hel .
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... give it me , for I am slow of study . Quin . You may do it extempore , for it is nothing but roaring Bot . Let me play the lion too . I will roar , that I will do any man's heart good to hear me ; I will roar , that I will make the ...
... give it me , for I am slow of study . Quin . You may do it extempore , for it is nothing but roaring Bot . Let me play the lion too . I will roar , that I will do any man's heart good to hear me ; I will roar , that I will make the ...
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But that , forsooth , the bouncing Amazon , Your buskined mistress , and your warrior love , To Theseus must be wedded ; and you come To give their bed joy and prosperity . Obe . How canst thou thus , for shame , Titania , Glance at my ...
But that , forsooth , the bouncing Amazon , Your buskined mistress , and your warrior love , To Theseus must be wedded ; and you come To give their bed joy and prosperity . Obe . How canst thou thus , for shame , Titania , Glance at my ...
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I am a spirit of no common rate ; The summer still doth tend upon my state , And I do love thee : therefore , go with me ; I'll give thee fairies to attend on thee ; And they shall fetch thee jewels from the deep ; And sing , while thou ...
I am a spirit of no common rate ; The summer still doth tend upon my state , And I do love thee : therefore , go with me ; I'll give thee fairies to attend on thee ; And they shall fetch thee jewels from the deep ; And sing , while thou ...
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Ah , good Demetrius , wilt thou give him me ? Dem . I had rather give his carcass to my hounds . Her . Out , dog ! Out , cur ! Thou driv'st me past the bounds Of maiden's patience . Hast thou slain him , then ?
Ah , good Demetrius , wilt thou give him me ? Dem . I had rather give his carcass to my hounds . Her . Out , dog ! Out , cur ! Thou driv'st me past the bounds Of maiden's patience . Hast thou slain him , then ?
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Page 289 - With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound : last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion ; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Page 20 - 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 273 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Page 165 - 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 175 - If to do, were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions. I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.