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appear Autolycus bear become beseech better blood Bohemia born bring brother Camillo child comes comfort court dare daughter dead death Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear Folio follow Gent give gone grace gracious hand hast hath hear heart heavens hence Hermione highness hold honest honour I'll issue king known lady leave Leon Leontes less live look lord lost mark master mean mistress nature never noble oracle Paul Paulina Perdita play Polixenes poor pray present prince queen royal Scene seems Serv Servant Shakespeare Shep shepherd Sicilia sing speak stand stay sweet Tale tell thee there's thing thou thou art thought true truth wife Winter's woman young
85 ページ - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids...
86 ページ - I'd have you do it ever ; when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : when you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, and own No other function : each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
87 ページ - This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever Ran on the green-sward : nothing she does or seems But smacks of something greater than herself, Too noble for this place.
85 ページ - Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale prim-roses That die unmarried ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one. O! these I lack To make you garlands of, and my sweet friend, To strew him o'er and o'er!
83 ページ - The hostess-ship o' the day. ]To CAM.] You 're welcome, sir. Give me those flowers there, Dorcas. Reverend sirs, For you there 's rosemary and rue; these keep Seeming and savour all the winter long: Grace and remembrance be to you both, ''pantler] pantry-man.
ix ページ - Videlicet Pope ! He said further to Drummond, Shakspeare wanted art, and sometimes sense ; for in one of his plays he brought in a number of men, saying they had suffered shipwreck in Bohemia, where is no sea near by a hundred miles.
83 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.