ComediesSully and Kleinteich, 1901 |
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... Leon . My best endeavours shall be done herein . Enter GRATIANO . Gra . Where is your master ? Leon . Gra . Signior Bassanio ! Bass . Gratiano ! 150 Yonder , sir , he walks . [ Exit . Gra . I have a suit to you . You have obtain❜d it ...
... Leon . My best endeavours shall be done herein . Enter GRATIANO . Gra . Where is your master ? Leon . Gra . Signior Bassanio ! Bass . Gratiano ! 150 Yonder , sir , he walks . [ Exit . Gra . I have a suit to you . You have obtain❜d it ...
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... Leon . Than you can put us to ' t . Pol . We are tougher , brother , No longer stay . Very sooth , to - morrow . Leon . One se'n - night longer . Pol . Leon . We'll part the time between's then ; and in that I'll no gainsaying . Pol ...
... Leon . Than you can put us to ' t . Pol . We are tougher , brother , No longer stay . Very sooth , to - morrow . Leon . One se'n - night longer . Pol . Leon . We'll part the time between's then ; and in that I'll no gainsaying . Pol ...
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... Leon . Tongue - ti'd our queen ? speak you . Her . I had thought , sir , to have held my peace until You had drawn oaths from him not to stay . You , sir , 30 Charge him too coldly . Tell him , you are sure All in Bohemia's well this ...
... Leon . Tongue - ti'd our queen ? speak you . Her . I had thought , sir , to have held my peace until You had drawn oaths from him not to stay . You , sir , 30 Charge him too coldly . Tell him , you are sure All in Bohemia's well this ...
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... Leon . Is he won yet ? Her . He'll stay , my lord . Leon . At my request he would not . Hermione , my dearest , thou never spok'st 70 80 To better purpose . Her . Leon . Never ? Never , but once . 89 Her . What ! have I twice said well ...
... Leon . Is he won yet ? Her . He'll stay , my lord . Leon . At my request he would not . Hermione , my dearest , thou never spok'st 70 80 To better purpose . Her . Leon . Never ? Never , but once . 89 Her . What ! have I twice said well ...
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... Leon . Why , that was when Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to death , Ere I could make thee open thy white hand And clap thyself my love : then didst thou utter " I am yours for ever . " Her . ' Tis grace indeed . Why , lo ...
... Leon . Why , that was when Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to death , Ere I could make thee open thy white hand And clap thyself my love : then didst thou utter " I am yours for ever . " Her . ' Tis grace indeed . Why , lo ...
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Antonio art thou Bass Bassanio better Bianca Bion Biondello Bohemia Camillo comes Count daughter dear Demetrius dost doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear fool forest of Arden fortune gentle gentleman give Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia Hippolyta honour Hortensio Illyria Kate Kath King knave lady Laun Leon look lord Lucentio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master mistress Nerissa never night Orlando Padua Petruchio PHILOSTRATE play pray prithee Puck Pyramus Re-enter ring Rosalind Rousillon Salan SCENE Shep Shylock Sicilia Signior sing Sir Toby speak swear sweet tell thee there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast Titania tongue Tranio unto wife word young youth
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426 ページ - Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
451 ページ - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet...
556 ページ - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
506 ページ - ... if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? Revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? Why, revenge. The villany you teach me, I will execute ; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
852 ページ - But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
568 ページ - Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lin'd, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends...
533 ページ - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
464 ページ - Tis strange, my Theseus, that these lovers speak of? The. More strange than true. I never may believe These antique fables, nor these fairy toys. Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
768 ページ - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my...
511 ページ - Happy in this, she is not yet so old But she may learn ; happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn ; Happiest of all, is, that her gentle spirit Commits itself to yours to be directed, As from her lord, her governor, her king.