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This is an unannotated collection of Shakespeare's comedies. There are no frills, no commentary, no explanations, no glossary - nothing! It just is what it is. That being said, the contents are of ... Volledige review lezen
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ANGELO answer ANTIPHOLUS ANTONIO bear BEATRICE BENEDICK BEROWNE BERTRAM better bring brother CLAUDIO CLOWN comes daughter death desire DON PEDRO doth DROMIO DUKE Enter EPHESUS Exeunt Exit eyes face fair faith FALSTAFF father fear follow fool FORD gentle give gone grace GREMIO hand hast hath head hear heart heaven HELENA Hero hold honour hope hour husband I'll ISABELLA John JULIA keep KING lady leave LEONATO live look lord madam marry Master mean mind mistress nature never night ORLANDO PAGE PAROLLES PETRUCHIO play poor PORTIA pray present PRINCESS PROSPERO PROTEUS reason ROSALIND SCENE SECOND servant Shakespeare speak SPEED spirit stand stay sure sweet SYRACUSE tell thank thee thing thou thou art thought TRANIO true turn VALENTINE wife woman young youth
Pagina 625 - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? If you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew...
Pagina 36 - A strange fish ! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver: there would this monster make a man; any strange beast there makes a man: when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legged like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm o...
Pagina 246 - 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.
Pagina 593 - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad : It wearies me ; you say it wearies you ; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me. That I have much ado to know myself.
Pagina 558 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet...
Pagina 59 - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt, the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar; graves at my command Have wak'd their sleepers, op'd and let 'em forth By my so potent Art.
Pagina 59 - Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick, Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury, Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, And they shall be themselves.
Pagina 1044 - Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Pagina 417 - I am a wise fellow ; and, which is more, an officer ; and, which is more, a householder ; and, which is more, as pretty a piece of flesh as any in Messina ; and one that knows the law, go to ; and a rich fellow enough, go to ; and a fellow that hath had losses ; and one that hath two gowns and everything handsome about him : — Bring him away.