The Works of William Shakespeare: The Plays Ed. from the Folio of MDCXXIII, with Various Readings from All the Editions and All the Commentators, Notes, Introductory Remarks, a Historical Sketch of the Text, an Account of the Rise and Progress of the English Drama, a Memoir of the Poet, and an Essay Upon the Genius, Volumen3Little, Brown, 1863 |
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... subject to a well - wish'd King , Quit their own part , and in obsequious fondness Crowd to his presence , where their untaught love Must needs appear offence . Enter ISABella . How now , fair maid ? Isab 46 ACT II . MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
... subject to a well - wish'd King , Quit their own part , and in obsequious fondness Crowd to his presence , where their untaught love Must needs appear offence . Enter ISABella . How now , fair maid ? Isab 46 ACT II . MEASURE FOR MEASURE .
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... appear most bright When it doth tax itself : as these black masks Proclaim an enshield beauty ten times louder Than ... appears Accountant to the law upon that pain . Isab . True . Ang . Admit no other way to save his life , ( As I ...
... appear most bright When it doth tax itself : as these black masks Proclaim an enshield beauty ten times louder Than ... appears Accountant to the law upon that pain . Isab . True . Ang . Admit no other way to save his life , ( As I ...
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... appear A pond as deep as Hell . Claud . The priestly Angelo ? Isab . O , ' tis the cunning livery of Hell , The damned'st body to invest and cover In priestly guards ! Dost thou think , Claudio ! If I would yield him my virginity , Thou ...
... appear A pond as deep as Hell . Claud . The priestly Angelo ? Isab . O , ' tis the cunning livery of Hell , The damned'st body to invest and cover In priestly guards ! Dost thou think , Claudio ! If I would yield him my virginity , Thou ...
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... appears not foul in the truth of my spirit . Duke . Virtue is bold , and goodness never fearful . Have you not heard speak of Mariana , the sister of Frederick , the great soldier who miscarried at sea ? Isab . I have heard of the lady ...
... appears not foul in the truth of my spirit . Duke . Virtue is bold , and goodness never fearful . Have you not heard speak of Mariana , the sister of Frederick , the great soldier who miscarried at sea ? Isab . I have heard of the lady ...
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... appear , where it seems hid , And hide the false seems true . Duke . Many that are not mad , What would you Have , sure , more lack of reason . say ? Isab . I am the sister of one Claudio , Condemn'd upon the act of fornication To lose ...
... appear , where it seems hid , And hide the false seems true . Duke . Many that are not mad , What would you Have , sure , more lack of reason . say ? Isab . I am the sister of one Claudio , Condemn'd upon the act of fornication To lose ...
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Antipholus Armado Bawd Beat Beatrice Benedick Birone Bora Borachio Boyet brother Claud Claudio Collier's folio Comedy Comedy of Errors Cost Costard death Dogb Don PEDRO dost thou doth Dromio Duke Dyce Enter Ephesus error Escal Exeunt Exit fair Folio and quarto fool Friar Gentlemen of Verona give Grace hast hath hear heart Heaven Hero hither hitherto honour husband Isab John King lady Leon Leonato look Lord Angelo LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST Lucio maid Marry Master Master Constable mean Measure for Measure merry misprint mistress Moth never original pardon placket play Pompey pray Prince Prov Provost rhyme Rosaline SCENE second folio sense Shakespeare's day shame Signior speak speech Steevens sweet tell thee Theobald there's thou art to-morrow tongue villain wench wife word
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Página 443 - 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.
Página 56 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those that lawless and inccrtain thoughts Imagine howling ! — 'tis too horrible.
Página 53 - 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 14 - 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. Spirits are not finely touch'd...
Página 387 - Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book ; he hath not eat paper, as it were ; he hath not drunk ink : his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts...
Página 352 - Save base authority from others' books. • These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights, That give a name to every fixed star, Have no more profit of their shining nights, Than those that walk, and wot not what they are.
Página 54 - And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Página 41 - Than the soft myrtle : but man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, — Most ignorant of what he's most assur'd, His glassy essence, — like an angry ape, Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven As make the angels weep ; who, with our spleens, Would all themselves laugh mortal.
Página 367 - Birone they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal. His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest...
Página 443 - Tu-whit, tu-who ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. 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...