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 21
... speak ; - The very instant that I saw you , did My heart fly to your service ; there resides , To make me slave to it ; and for your sake , Am I this patient log - man . Mira . Do you love me ? Do love , prize , honor you . Mira . I am ...
... speak ; - The very instant that I saw you , did My heart fly to your service ; there resides , To make me slave to it ; and for your sake , Am I this patient log - man . Mira . Do you love me ? Do love , prize , honor you . Mira . I am ...
Pagina 48
... speak in print , for in print I found it.- Why muse you , sir ? ' t is dinner time . Val . I have dined . Speed . Ay , but hearken , sir ; though the came- leon Love can feed on the air , I am one that am Sil . Why , if it please you ...
... speak in print , for in print I found it.- Why muse you , sir ? ' t is dinner time . Val . I have dined . Speed . Ay , but hearken , sir ; though the came- leon Love can feed on the air , I am one that am Sil . Why , if it please you ...
Pagina 49
... speak a word for weeping ; now should I kiss my father ; well , he weeps on : - now come I to my mother , ( O , that she could speak now ! ) like a wood woman ; - well , I kiss her ; why , there ' t is ; here's my mother's breath up and ...
... speak a word for weeping ; now should I kiss my father ; well , he weeps on : - now come I to my mother , ( O , that she could speak now ! ) like a wood woman ; - well , I kiss her ; why , there ' t is ; here's my mother's breath up and ...
Pagina 51
... speak the truth by her ; if not di- vine , Yet let her be a principality , Ser . Madam , my lord your father would speak Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth . with you . Sil . I wait upon his pleasure . [ Exit Servant . Come ...
... speak the truth by her ; if not di- vine , Yet let her be a principality , Ser . Madam , my lord your father would speak Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth . with you . Sil . I wait upon his pleasure . [ Exit Servant . Come ...
Pagina 63
... speak it ; For I am sure she is not buried . [ Aside . Sil . Say that she be ; yet Valentine , thy friend , Survives ; to whom , thyself art witness , Jul . I would always have one play but one I am betrothed : And art thou not ashamed ...
... speak it ; For I am sure she is not buried . [ Aside . Sil . Say that she be ; yet Valentine , thy friend , Survives ; to whom , thyself art witness , Jul . I would always have one play but one I am betrothed : And art thou not ashamed ...
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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
Populaire passages
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.