The Masque of Psyche: Or, The Seven Ages of the SoulS. French, 1915 - 86 pagina's |
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Ariel beard BEAT Behold Benedick breath Camillo CLAUD Claudio colour cousin CURTAIN dance daughter dear dost thou doth Duke of Milan Enter Exeunt Exit fair faith father Flute fool France French galliard grace hand hang hath hear heart Hermione HERO honour husband Illyria Kate KATH Katharine king kiss Lady Beatrice LEON LEONATO live look lord love thee lover maid Malvolio marry MASQUE OF PSYCHE merry Miranda mistress never niece night nymphs Orlando PAUL Paulina Peter Quince play Polixenes pray prince prithee PROS Prospero PUCK Pyramus and Thisby queen QUIN Rosalind SCENE Signior Sings Sir Andrew Sir Toby Sir Toby Belch SNOUT soul speak swear sweet tell there's thine thou art Thou hast thou shalt TITANIA tongue troth Twelfth Night weep wife Winter's Tale withal woman youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 8 - Let me play the lion too : I will roar, that I will do any man's heart good to hear me; I will roar, that I will make the duke say, ' Let him roar again, let him roar again.
Pagina 78 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on ; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Pagina 35 - Grecian club; yet he did what he could to die before, and he is one of the patterns of love. Leander, he would have lived many a fair year, though Hero had turned nun, if it had not been for a hot midsummer night; for, good youth, he went but forth to wash him in the Hellespont and being taken with the cramp was drowned; and the foolish chroniclers of that age found it was — Hero of Sestos. But these are all lies. Men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them. but not for love.
Pagina 20 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear ; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low : Trip no further, pretty sweeting ; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know. What is love ? 'tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter ; What's to come is still unsure : In delay there lies no plenty ; Then come kiss...
Pagina 74 - The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues Have I liked several women ; never any With so full soul, but some defect in her Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed,3 And put it to the foil : But you, O you, So perfect, and so peerless, are created Of every creature's best.
Pagina 79 - And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply Passion* as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art ? Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick.
Pagina 73 - There be some sports are painful , and their labour Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness Are nobly undergone ; and most poor matters Point to rich ends. This my mean task Would be as heavy to me, as odious; but The mistress which I serve quickens what 's dead , And makes my labours pleasures : O ! she is Ten times more gentle than her father 's crabbed ; And he 's composed of harshness.