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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Pagina 182
... Claud . Nay , hear me , Isabel . Isab . O , fy , fy , fy ! Thy sin's not accidental , but a trade : Mercy to thee would prove itself a bawd : ' Tis best thou diest quickly . Claud . O hear me , Isabella . Re - enter DUKE . [ Going ...
... Claud . Nay , hear me , Isabel . Isab . O , fy , fy , fy ! Thy sin's not accidental , but a trade : Mercy to thee would prove itself a bawd : ' Tis best thou diest quickly . Claud . O hear me , Isabella . Re - enter DUKE . [ Going ...
Pagina 189
... Claud . As fast locked up in sleep as guiltless labor When it lies starkly in the traveler's bones : He will not wake . Prov . Who can do good on him ? Well , go , prepare yourself . But hark , what noise ? [ Knocking within . Heaven ...
... Claud . As fast locked up in sleep as guiltless labor When it lies starkly in the traveler's bones : He will not wake . Prov . Who can do good on him ? Well , go , prepare yourself . But hark , what noise ? [ Knocking within . Heaven ...
Pagina 213
... Claud . Benedick , didst thou note the daughter of Signior Leonato ? Bene . I noted her not ; but I looked on her . Claud . Is she not a modest young lady ? Bene . Do you question me as an honest man should do , for my simple true ...
... Claud . Benedick , didst thou note the daughter of Signior Leonato ? Bene . I noted her not ; but I looked on her . Claud . Is she not a modest young lady ? Bene . Do you question me as an honest man should do , for my simple true ...
Pagina 214
... Claud . Hath Leonato any son , my lord ? D. Pedro . No child but Hero , she's his only heir : Dost thou affect her , Claudio ? Claud . O , my lord , When you went onward on this ended action , I looked upon her with a soldier's eye , D ...
... Claud . Hath Leonato any son , my lord ? D. Pedro . No child but Hero , she's his only heir : Dost thou affect her , Claudio ? Claud . O , my lord , When you went onward on this ended action , I looked upon her with a soldier's eye , D ...
Pagina 218
... Claud . How know you he loves her ? D. John . I heard him swear his affection . Bora . So did I , too ; and he swore he would marry her to - night . D. John . Come , let us to the banquet . [ Exeunt DON JOHN and BORACHIO . Claud . Thus ...
... Claud . How know you he loves her ? D. John . I heard him swear his affection . Bora . So did I , too ; and he swore he would marry her to - night . D. John . Come , let us to the banquet . [ Exeunt DON JOHN and BORACHIO . Claud . Thus ...
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1st Lord Angelo Antonio art thou Beat Benedick better Biron Bohemia Boyet brother Caius Caliban Claud Claudio COSTARD daughter dost doth Dromio ducats Duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear fool Ford Friar gentle gentleman give grace Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honor husband Illyria Isab Kath King knave lady Laun Leon Leonato look Lucio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master Master Doctor mistress Moth never night Padua Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pr'y thee pray prince Proteus Puck Rosalind Scene servant Shakspeare shew Shylock Signior sing Sir Toby speak Speed swear sweet tell there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio tongue Tranio troth true What's wife woman word
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Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.