The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities : with a Memoir, and Essay on His Genius, Volume 2Jewett, 1857 |
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... head . Seb . What , art thou waking ? Ant . Do you not hear me speak ? Seb . I do ; and , surely , It is a sleepy language ; and thou speak'st Out of thy sleep : What is it thou didst say ? This is a strange repose , to be asleep With ...
... head . Seb . What , art thou waking ? Ant . Do you not hear me speak ? Seb . I do ; and , surely , It is a sleepy language ; and thou speak'st Out of thy sleep : What is it thou didst say ? This is a strange repose , to be asleep With ...
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... head . Trin . Where should they be set else ? he were a brave monster indeed , if they were set in his tail . Ste . My man - monster hath drowned his tongue in sack for my part , the sea cannot drown me : I swam , ere I could recover ...
... head . Trin . Where should they be set else ? he were a brave monster indeed , if they were set in his tail . Ste . My man - monster hath drowned his tongue in sack for my part , the sea cannot drown me : I swam , ere I could recover ...
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... head ? -Shall that which I tread upon , give me law ? " I ' the commonwealth , I would by contraries Execute all things . " — Act II . , Scene 1 . - The entire substance of this passage is borrowed from Montaigne . See " FLORIO'S ...
... head ? -Shall that which I tread upon , give me law ? " I ' the commonwealth , I would by contraries Execute all things . " — Act II . , Scene 1 . - The entire substance of this passage is borrowed from Montaigne . See " FLORIO'S ...
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... head , but ' t is a Valentine . Pro . Valentine ? Val . No. Pro . Who then , his spirit ? Val . Neither . Pro . What then ? Val . Nothing . Laun . Can nothing speak ? Master , shall I strike ? Pro . Whom wouldst thou strike ? Laun ...
... head , but ' t is a Valentine . Pro . Valentine ? Val . No. Pro . Who then , his spirit ? Val . Neither . Pro . What then ? Val . Nothing . Laun . Can nothing speak ? Master , shall I strike ? Pro . Whom wouldst thou strike ? Laun ...
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... head ; thou canst not read . Speed . Thou liest , I can . Laun . I will try thee : Tell me this : Who be- got thee ? Speed . Marry , the son of my grandfather . Laun . O illiterate loiterer ! it was the son of thy grandmother : this ...
... head ; thou canst not read . Speed . Thou liest , I can . Laun . I will try thee : Tell me this : Who be- got thee ? Speed . Marry , the son of my grandfather . Laun . O illiterate loiterer ! it was the son of thy grandmother : this ...
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Page 362 - Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Page 60 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired' be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness; And, being helped, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling: To her let us garlands bring.