The Handy-volume Shakspeare [ed. by Q.D.]. |
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... ANTONIO , his brother . BALTHAZAR , an attendant on Don Pedro . BORACHIO , Conrade , A Sexton . DOGBERRY , VERGES , followers of Don John . Friar FRANCIS . two City Officers . A Boy , attending on BENEDICK . HERO , daughter to Leonato ...
... ANTONIO , his brother . BALTHAZAR , an attendant on Don Pedro . BORACHIO , Conrade , A Sexton . DOGBERRY , VERGES , followers of Don John . Friar FRANCIS . two City Officers . A Boy , attending on BENEDICK . HERO , daughter to Leonato ...
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... ANTONIO , meeting . Leon . How now , brother ? Where is my cousin , your son ? Hath he provided this music ? Ant . He is very busy about it . But , brother , I can tell you strange news , that you yet dreamt not of . Leon . Are they ...
... ANTONIO , meeting . Leon . How now , brother ? Where is my cousin , your son ? Hath he provided this music ? Ant . He is very busy about it . But , brother , I can tell you strange news , that you yet dreamt not of . Leon . Are they ...
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... ANTONIO , HERO , BEATRICE , and others . Leonato . AS not count John here at supper ? Ant . I saw him not . Beat . How tartly that gentleman looks ! I never can see him but I am heart - burned an hour after . Hero . He is of a very ...
... ANTONIO , HERO , BEATRICE , and others . Leonato . AS not count John here at supper ? Ant . I saw him not . Beat . How tartly that gentleman looks ! I never can see him but I am heart - burned an hour after . Hero . He is of a very ...
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... Antonio . Ant . At a word , I am not . Urs . I know you by the waggling of your head . Ant . To tell you true , I counterfeit him . Urs . You could never do him so ill - well , unless you were the very man . Here's his dry hand up and ...
... Antonio . Ant . At a word , I am not . Urs . I know you by the waggling of your head . Ant . To tell you true , I counterfeit him . Urs . You could never do him so ill - well , unless you were the very man . Here's his dry hand up and ...
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... ANTONIO . Antonio . F you go on thus , you will kill yourself ; And ' tis not wisdom thus to second grief Against yourself . I pray thee , cease thy counsel , Which falls into mine ears as profitless As water in a sieve : give not me ...
... ANTONIO . Antonio . F you go on thus , you will kill yourself ; And ' tis not wisdom thus to second grief Against yourself . I pray thee , cease thy counsel , Which falls into mine ears as profitless As water in a sieve : give not me ...
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42 ページ - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
43 ページ - 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 saved, 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 this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes,...
260 ページ - Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean 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.
25 ページ - 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.
118 ページ - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
103 ページ - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad : It wearies me ; you say it wearies you ; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know myself.
43 ページ - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh,...
30 ページ - All this I give you. Let me be your servant : Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty ; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood, Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility ; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
244 ページ - Until his ink were temper d with Love's sighs. O, then his lines would ravish savage ears, And plant in tyrants mild humility. From women's eyes this doctrine I derive : They sparkle still the right Promethean fire ; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world...
284 ページ - 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, 920 Unpleasing to a married ear!