Measure for measure. Much ado about nothing. Midsummer-night's dream. Love's labour's lostCharles Whittingham, 1826 |
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... stand ; our sympathies are repulsed and defeated in all directions . " Isabella is a lovely example of female purity and virtue ; with mental energies of a very superior kind , she is placed in a situation to make trial of them all ...
... stand ; our sympathies are repulsed and defeated in all directions . " Isabella is a lovely example of female purity and virtue ; with mental energies of a very superior kind , she is placed in a situation to make trial of them all ...
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... stand for seed : they had gone down too , but that a wise burgher put in for them . Bawd . But shall all our houses of resort in the suburbs be pull'd down5 ? Clo . To the ground , mistress . 4 The sweat ; the consequences of the ...
... stand for seed : they had gone down too , but that a wise burgher put in for them . Bawd . But shall all our houses of resort in the suburbs be pull'd down5 ? Clo . To the ground , mistress . 4 The sweat ; the consequences of the ...
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... stands it with me : -Upon a true contract , I got possession of Julietta's bed 5 ; You know the lady ; she is fast my wife , Save that we do the denunciation lack Of outward order : this we came not to , 3 To ravin is to voraciously ...
... stands it with me : -Upon a true contract , I got possession of Julietta's bed 5 ; You know the lady ; she is fast my wife , Save that we do the denunciation lack Of outward order : this we came not to , 3 To ravin is to voraciously ...
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... stands so tickle on thy shoulders , that a milk - maid , if she 6 This singular mode of expression has not been satisfactorily explained . The old sense of the word is ' promoting , inlarging , increasing , spreading . ' It appears that ...
... stands so tickle on thy shoulders , that a milk - maid , if she 6 This singular mode of expression has not been satisfactorily explained . The old sense of the word is ' promoting , inlarging , increasing , spreading . ' It appears that ...
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... stand under grievous imposition ; as for the enjoying of thy life , who I would be sorry should be thus foolishly lost at a game of tick - tack 11 . I'll to her . Claud . I thank you , good friend Lucio . Lucio . Within two hours ...
... stand under grievous imposition ; as for the enjoying of thy life , who I would be sorry should be thus foolishly lost at a game of tick - tack 11 . I'll to her . Claud . I thank you , good friend Lucio . Lucio . Within two hours ...
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Armado Barnardine Bawd Beat Beatrice Benedick Biron Bora BORACHIO Boyet brother called Claud Claudio Cost Costard cousin death Demetrius Dogb dost doth Duke Egeus Enter Escal Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy father fear fool friar gentle give grace hath hear heart heaven Helena Hermia Hero Hippolyta hither honour Isab ISABELLA Kath King lady Leon Leonato lion look Lord Angelo lovers Lucio Lysander madam maid Marg marry master master constable means MEASURE FOR MEASURE mock moon Moth musick Navarre never night Oberon offence old copies read pardon PHILOSTRATE play Pompey pray prince Prov Provost Puck Pyramus Quin Rosaline SCENE sense Shakspeare Shakspeare's signify signior soul speak Steevens swear sweet tell thank thee there's Theseus thing Thisby thou art Tita Titania to-morrow tongue troth true What's word
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Página 6 - Heaven doth with us, as we with torches do ; Not light them for themselves : for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Página 413 - When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And Tom bears logs into the hall. And milk comes frozen home in pail...
Página 241 - Thou remember'st Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Página 70 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Página 412 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo, then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo, — O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Página 235 - Swifter than the moon's sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be : In their gold coats spots you see ; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours : I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Página 168 - ... need of such vanity. You are thought here to be the most senseless and fit man for the constable of the watch; therefore bear you the lantern: This is your charge; You shall comprehend all vagrom men; you are to bid any man stand, in the prince's name.
Página 284 - I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was; man is but an ass, if he go about to expound this dream. Methought I was — there is no man can tell what. Methought I was — and methought I had — but man is but a patched fool, if he will offer to say what methought I had.
Página 50 - Do curse the gout, serpigo, and the rheum, For ending thee no sooner. Thou hast nor youth nor age; But, as it were, an after-dinner's sleep, Dreaming on both ; for all thy blessed youth Becomes as aged, and doth beg the alms Of palsied eld ; and when thou art old and rich, Thou hast neither heat, affection, limb, nor beauty, To make thy riches pleasant. What's yet in this That bears the name of life ? Yet in this life Lie hid more thousand deaths ; yet death we fear, That makes these odds all even.
Página 413 - When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.