Midsummer-night's dream. Love's labor's lost. Merchant of Venice. As y@u like it. All's well that ends well. Taming of the shrewCharles C. Little and James Brown, 1844 |
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... thy lord ? Tita . Then I must be thy lady . But I know When thou hast stolen away from fairy land , And in the shape of Corin sat all day , Playing on pipes of corn , and versing love To amorous Phillida . Why art thou here , Come from ...
... thy lord ? Tita . Then I must be thy lady . But I know When thou hast stolen away from fairy land , And in the shape of Corin sat all day , Playing on pipes of corn , and versing love To amorous Phillida . Why art thou here , Come from ...
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... thou wak'st , let love forbid Sleep his seat on thy eyelid . So awake , when I am gone ; For I must now to Oberon ... art , That through thy bosom makes me see thy heart . 1 Possess . her to here . Malone 2 The quartos have only- " Nature ...
... thou wak'st , let love forbid Sleep his seat on thy eyelid . So awake , when I am gone ; For I must now to Oberon ... art , That through thy bosom makes me see thy heart . 1 Possess . her to here . Malone 2 The quartos have only- " Nature ...
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... Thou art [ Exit . is to make an ass But I will not stir I will walk up and Bot . I see their knavery ! This of me ; to fright me , if they could . from this place , do what they can . down here , and I will sing , that they shall hear I ...
... Thou art [ Exit . is to make an ass But I will not stir I will walk up and Bot . I see their knavery ! This of me ; to fright me , if they could . from this place , do what they can . down here , and I will sing , that they shall hear I ...
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... Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful . Bot . Not so , neither ; but if I had wit enough to get out of this wood , I have enough to serve mine own turn . Tita . Out of this wood do not desire to go ; Thou shalt remain here , whether thou ...
... Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful . Bot . Not so , neither ; but if I had wit enough to get out of this wood , I have enough to serve mine own turn . Tita . Out of this wood do not desire to go ; Thou shalt remain here , whether thou ...
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... Thou art not by mine eye , Lysander , found ; Mine ear - I thank it - brought me to thy sound . But why unkindly didst thou leave me so ? Lys . Why should he stay , whom love doth press to go ? Her . What love could press Lysander from ...
... Thou art not by mine eye , Lysander , found ; Mine ear - I thank it - brought me to thy sound . But why unkindly didst thou leave me so ? Lys . Why should he stay , whom love doth press to go ? Her . What love could press Lysander from ...
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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 183 - Shylock, we would have moneys :' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say, ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
Page 208 - To bait fish withal : if it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies ; and what's his reason ? I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions?
Page 275 - 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 241 - 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.
Page 57 - 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 215 - You see me, lord Bassanio, where I stand, Such as I am : though, for myself alone, I would not be ambitious in my wish, To wish myself much better ; yet, for you, I would be trebled twenty times myself : A thousand times more fair, ten thousand times More rich...
Page 165 - Tu-whit, tu-who ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. 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...
Page 253 - Love in my bosom like a bee, Doth suck his sweet; Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast, My kisses are his daily feast; And yet he robs me of my rest: Ah, wanton, will ye?
Page 129 - Scarce show a harvest of their heavy toil : But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain ; But, -with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.