The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, Volume 2 |
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For aught that ever I could read , Could ever hear by tale or history , The course of true love never did run smooth ! But either it was different in blood , Her . O cross ! too high to be enthralled to low ! Lys .
For aught that ever I could read , Could ever hear by tale or history , The course of true love never did run smooth ! But either it was different in blood , Her . O cross ! too high to be enthralled to low ! Lys .
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I will roar , that I will do any man's heart good to hear me ; I will roar , that I will make the duke say , Let him roar again , Let him roar again . Quin . An you should do it too terribly , you would fright the duchess and the ladies ...
I will roar , that I will do any man's heart good to hear me ; I will roar , that I will make the duke say , Let him roar again , Let him roar again . Quin . An you should do it too terribly , you would fright the duchess and the ladies ...
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... 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 . Puck .
... 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 . Puck .
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I will walk up and . down here , and I will sing , that they shall hear I am not afraid . [ Sings . The ousel - cock , so black of hue , With orange - tawny bill , The throstle with his note so true , The wren with little quill . Tita .
I will walk up and . down here , and I will sing , that they shall hear I am not afraid . [ Sings . The ousel - cock , so black of hue , With orange - tawny bill , The throstle with his note so true , The wren with little quill . Tita .
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What , wilt thou hear some music , my sweet love ? a Bot . I have a reasonable good ear in. 1 To coy is to stroke or soothe with the hand . ? i . e . fist ; an old Scotch word . 1 The old , rough , rustic music of the SC .
What , wilt thou hear some music , my sweet love ? a Bot . I have a reasonable good ear in. 1 To coy is to stroke or soothe with the hand . ? i . e . fist ; an old Scotch word . 1 The old , rough , rustic music of the SC .
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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.