Tales from Shakspere: For the Use of Young PersonsRichard Griffin, 1859 - 503 pages |
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... sisters ' vows , the hours that we have spent , When we have chid the hasty - footed time For parting us , -O , and is all forgot ? All school - days ' friendship , childhood innocence ? We , Hermia , like two artificial gods , Have ...
... sisters ' vows , the hours that we have spent , When we have chid the hasty - footed time For parting us , -O , and is all forgot ? All school - days ' friendship , childhood innocence ? We , Hermia , like two artificial gods , Have ...
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... sister : If black , why , Nature , drawing of an antic , Made a foul blot : if tall , a lance ill - headed ; If low , an agate very vilely cut : a If speaking , why , a vane blown with all winds ; If silent , why , a block moved with ...
... sister : If black , why , Nature , drawing of an antic , Made a foul blot : if tall , a lance ill - headed ; If low , an agate very vilely cut : a If speaking , why , a vane blown with all winds ; If silent , why , a block moved with ...
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... sister , and Rosalind said she would be called Ganymede , and Celia chose the name of Aliena . In this disguise , and taking their money and jewels to defray their expenses , these fair princesses set out on their long travel ; for the ...
... sister , and Rosalind said she would be called Ganymede , and Celia chose the name of Aliena . In this disguise , and taking their money and jewels to defray their expenses , these fair princesses set out on their long travel ; for the ...
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... sister , is much fatigued with travelling , and faints for want of food . ” The man replied , that he was only a servant to a shep- herd , and that his master's house was just going to be sold , and therefore they would find but poor ...
... sister , is much fatigued with travelling , and faints for want of food . ” The man replied , that he was only a servant to a shep- herd , and that his master's house was just going to be sold , and therefore they would find but poor ...
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... sister Aliena dwelt : " And then , " said Ganymede , " I will feign myself to be Rosalind , and you shall feign to court me in the same manner as you would do if I was Rosa- lind , and then I will imitate the fantastic ways of whim ...
... sister Aliena dwelt : " And then , " said Ganymede , " I will feign myself to be Rosalind , and you shall feign to court me in the same manner as you would do if I was Rosa- lind , and then I will imitate the fantastic ways of whim ...
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Page 336 - 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 134 - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, 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.
Page 103 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
Page 409 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Page 47 - 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 466 - Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle, And therefore little shall I grace my cause In speaking for myself.
Page 237 - And my poor fool is hang'd ! No, no, no life ! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all ? Thou '1t come no more, Never, never, never, never, never ! Pray you, undo this button : thank you, sir.
Page 126 - 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. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and...
Page 255 - Methought I heard a voice cry 'Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep,' — the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M. What do you mean ? Macbeth. Still it cried 'Sleep no more !' to all the house: 'Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more ; Macbeth shall sleep no more.
Page 14 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch*. When owls do cry, '} \ On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.