The comedies, histories, tragedies and poems of William Shakspere, ed. by C. Knight. National ed. [6], Volume 1 |
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... gone ? Sweet Valentine , adieu ! Think on thy Proteus , when thou , haply , seest Some rare note - worthy object in thy travel : Wish me partaker in thy happiness , When thou dost meet good hap : and in thy danger , If ever danger do ...
... gone ? Sweet Valentine , adieu ! Think on thy Proteus , when thou , haply , seest Some rare note - worthy object in thy travel : Wish me partaker in thy happiness , When thou dost meet good hap : and in thy danger , If ever danger do ...
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... gone , to save your ship from wrack ; Which cannot perish , having thee aboard , Being destined to a drier death on shore : - Astray . The adjective here should be read “ a stray " —a stray sheep . Did she nod ? These words , not in the ...
... gone , to save your ship from wrack ; Which cannot perish , having thee aboard , Being destined to a drier death on shore : - Astray . The adjective here should be read “ a stray " —a stray sheep . Did she nod ? These words , not in the ...
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... gone ? Luc . That you may ruminate . JUL . And yet , I would I had o'erlook'd the letter . It were a shame to call her back again , And pray her to a fault for which I chid her . What fool is she , that knows I am a maid , And would not ...
... gone ? Luc . That you may ruminate . JUL . And yet , I would I had o'erlook'd the letter . It were a shame to call her back again , And pray her to a fault for which I chid her . What fool is she , that knows I am a maid , And would not ...
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... gone ; and let the papers lie : You would be fingering them , to anger me . Luc . She makes it strange ; but she would be best pleas'd To be so anger'd with another letter . JUL . Nay , would I were so anger'd with the same ! O hateful ...
... gone ; and let the papers lie : You would be fingering them , to anger me . Luc . She makes it strange ; but she would be best pleas'd To be so anger'd with another letter . JUL . Nay , would I were so anger'd with the same ! O hateful ...
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... gone without a word ? Ay , so true love should do : it cannot speak ; For truth hath better deeds than words to grace it . Enter PANTHINO . PAN . Sir Proteus , you are stay'd for . PRO . Go ; I come , I come : - Alas ! this parting ...
... gone without a word ? Ay , so true love should do : it cannot speak ; For truth hath better deeds than words to grace it . Enter PANTHINO . PAN . Sir Proteus , you are stay'd for . PRO . Go ; I come , I come : - Alas ! this parting ...
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Page 471 - But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this— That in the course of justice none of us Should see salvation; we do pray for mercy, And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much To mitigate the justice of thy plea, Which if thou follow, this strict court...
Page 479 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise ; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
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Page 385 - I had. The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Page 242 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope ; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
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Page 363 - 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.