Shakespeare's Comedy of The Merchant of VeniceHarper, 1883 - 171 ページ |
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... sense of re- ligion , her high honourable principles , her best feelings as a woman , are all displayed . She maintains at first a calm self- command , as one sure of carrying her point in the end ; yet the painful heart - thrilling ...
... sense of re- ligion , her high honourable principles , her best feelings as a woman , are all displayed . She maintains at first a calm self- command , as one sure of carrying her point in the end ; yet the painful heart - thrilling ...
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... sense of justice mixed up with the gall and bitterness of his resentment . The constant apprehension of being burnt alive , plundered , banished , reviled , and trampled on , might be supposed to sour the most forbearing nature , and to ...
... sense of justice mixed up with the gall and bitterness of his resentment . The constant apprehension of being burnt alive , plundered , banished , reviled , and trampled on , might be supposed to sour the most forbearing nature , and to ...
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... sense of justice is deadened in the powerful by those hereditary prejudices which make cruelty virtue ; and where the powerless , invested by accident with the means of revenge , say with Shylock , " The villany you teach me I will ...
... sense of justice is deadened in the powerful by those hereditary prejudices which make cruelty virtue ; and where the powerless , invested by accident with the means of revenge , say with Shylock , " The villany you teach me I will ...
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... sense be much bound to him , For , as I hear , he was much bound for you . Antonio . No more than I am well acquitted of . Portia . Sir , you are very welcome to our house ; It must appear in other ways than words , Therefore I scant ...
... sense be much bound to him , For , as I hear , he was much bound for you . Antonio . No more than I am well acquitted of . Portia . Sir , you are very welcome to our house ; It must appear in other ways than words , Therefore I scant ...
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... sense . Forth abroad . 17. Still . Ever , constantly ; as in 136 below . Cf. " still - waking sleep , " R. and J. i . 1. 187 ; " still - vexed Bermoothes , " Temp . i . 2. 229 ; " still- closing waters , " Temp . iii . 3. 64 , etc. It ...
... sense . Forth abroad . 17. Still . Ever , constantly ; as in 136 below . Cf. " still - waking sleep , " R. and J. i . 1. 187 ; " still - vexed Bermoothes , " Temp . i . 2. 229 ; " still- closing waters , " Temp . iii . 3. 64 , etc. It ...
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96 ページ - angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins; . Such harmony is in immortal souls, But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.— Enter Musicians. Come, ho! and wake Diana with a hymn; With sweetest touches pierce your mistress' ear, And draw her home with music. [Music.
60 ページ - Shylock. Why, there, there, there, there ! a diamond gone, cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort! The curse never fell upon our nation till now; I never felt it till now; two thousand ducats in that; and other precious, precious jewels. I would my daughter were dead at my foot, and the jewels in her
80 ページ - Antonio. I pray you, think you question with the Jew. , You may as well go stand upon the beach, And bid the main flood bate his usual height; / You may as well use question with the wolf Why he hath made the ewe bleat for the lamb ; You may as well forbid the mountain pines
31 ページ - please you to dine with us. Shylock. Yes, to smell pork ; to eat of the habitation which your prophet, the Nazarite, conjured the devil into. I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following; but I will not eat with you, drink with you,
31 ページ - with you.—What news on the Rialto ?—Who is he comes here ? 33 Enter ANTONIO. Bassanio. This is Signior Antonio. Shylock. [Aside\ How like a fawning publican he looks! I hate him for he is a Christian, But more for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down
24 ページ - You have too much respect upon the world: « They lose it that do buy it with much care. Believe me, you are marvellously chang'd. Antonio. I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano; A stage where every man must play a part, ^ And mine a sad one. Gratiano. Let me play the fool; With mirth and laughter
34 ページ - You have too much respect upon the world : . They lose it that do buy it with much care. Believe me, you are marvellously chang'd. Antonio. I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano; A stage where every man must play a part, . And mine a sad one. Gratiano. . Let me play the fool; With mirth and laughter
94 ページ - Jessica. In such a night, Did Thisbe fearfully o'ertrip the dew, And saw the lion's shadow ere himself, And ran dismay'd away. Lorenzo. In such a night, Stood Dido with a willow in her hand * 10 Upon the wild sea-banks, and waft her love To come again to Carthage.
87 ページ - Most learned judge !—A sentence! Come, prepare ! Portia. Tarry a little; there is something else. This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood ; The words expressly are, a pound of flesh : Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh ; But, in the cutting it, if thou dost shed
97 ページ - Which is the hot condition of their blood; If they but hear perchance a trumpet sound, Or any air of music touch their ears, You shall perceive them make a mutual stand, Their savage eyes turn'd to a modest gaze By the sweet power of music: therefore the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and floods;