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 47
... mean , that her beauty is exquisite , but of manners . her favor infinite . Speed . That's because the one is painted , and sand . the other out of all count . Val . How painted ? and how out of count ? Speed . Marry , sir , so painted ...
... mean , that her beauty is exquisite , but of manners . her favor infinite . Speed . That's because the one is painted , and sand . the other out of all count . Val . How painted ? and how out of count ? Speed . Marry , sir , so painted ...
Pagina 51
... mean a ser- vant To have a look of such a worthy mistress . Val . Leave off discourse of disability : - Sweet lady , entertain him for your servant . Pro . My duty will I boast of , nothing else . Sil . And duty never yet did want his ...
... mean a ser- vant To have a look of such a worthy mistress . Val . Leave off discourse of disability : - Sweet lady , entertain him for your servant . Pro . My duty will I boast of , nothing else . Sil . And duty never yet did want his ...
Pagina 53
... mean , How , with my honor , I may undertake A journey to my loving Proteus . Luc . Alas ! the way is wearisome and long . Jul . A true - devoted pilgrim is not weary To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps ; Much less shall she ...
... mean , How , with my honor , I may undertake A journey to my loving Proteus . Luc . Alas ! the way is wearisome and long . Jul . A true - devoted pilgrim is not weary To measure kingdoms with his feeble steps ; Much less shall she ...
Pagina 56
... mean What letter is this same ? What's here ? - " To " Away : " Flatter and praise , commend , extol their graces ; Though ne'er so black , say they have angels ' faces . That man that hath a tongue , I say , is no man , If with his ...
... mean What letter is this same ? What's here ? - " To " Away : " Flatter and praise , commend , extol their graces ; Though ne'er so black , say they have angels ' faces . That man that hath a tongue , I say , is no man , If with his ...
Pagina 64
... mean to whip the dog ? " " Ay , marry , do I , " quoth he . " You do him the more wrong , " quoth I ; " ' t was I did the thing you wot of . " He makes me no more ado , but whips me out of the chamber . How many mas- ters would do this ...
... mean to whip the dog ? " " Ay , marry , do I , " quoth he . " You do him the more wrong , " quoth I ; " ' t was I did the thing you wot of . " He makes me no more ado , but whips me out of the chamber . How many mas- ters would do this ...
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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.