The dramatic (poetical) works of William Shakspeare; illustr., embracing a life of the poet and notes, Volume 2 |
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... better assurance , tell them , that I Pyramus am not Pyramus , but Bottom the weaver . This will put them out of fear . Quin . Well , we will have such a prologue ; and it shall be written in eight and six.2 Bot . No , make it two more ...
... better assurance , tell them , that I Pyramus am not Pyramus , but Bottom the weaver . This will put them out of fear . Quin . Well , we will have such a prologue ; and it shall be written in eight and six.2 Bot . No , make it two more ...
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... A patch was a common contemptuous term . 3 Barren is dull , unpregnant . Sort is company . 4 A head . 5 The chough is a bird of the daw kind . Obe . This falls out better than I could devise 36 [ ACT III . MIDSUMMER - NIGHT'S DREAM .
... A patch was a common contemptuous term . 3 Barren is dull , unpregnant . Sort is company . 4 A head . 5 The chough is a bird of the daw kind . Obe . This falls out better than I could devise 36 [ ACT III . MIDSUMMER - NIGHT'S DREAM .
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William Shakespeare. Obe . This falls out better than I could devise . But hast thou yet latched1 the Athenian's eyes With the love - juice , as I did bid thee do ? Puck . I took him sleeping , —that is finished , too , - And the ...
William Shakespeare. Obe . This falls out better than I could devise . But hast thou yet latched1 the Athenian's eyes With the love - juice , as I did bid thee do ? Puck . I took him sleeping , —that is finished , too , - And the ...
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... better ? Dem . It is the wittiest partition that ever I heard discourse , my lord . The . Pyramus draws near the wall . Silence ! Enter PYRAMUS . Pyr . " O grim - looked night ! O night with hue so black ! " O night , which ever art ...
... better ? Dem . It is the wittiest partition that ever I heard discourse , my lord . The . Pyramus draws near the wall . Silence ! Enter PYRAMUS . Pyr . " O grim - looked night ! O night with hue so black ! " O night , which ever art ...
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... better . Lys . She hath spied him already with those sweet eyes . Dem . And thus she moans , ' videlicet.- This . " Asleep , my love ? " What , dead , my dove ? " O Pyramus , arise ; " Speak , speak . Quite dumb ? " Dead , dead ? A tomb ...
... better . Lys . She hath spied him already with those sweet eyes . Dem . And thus she moans , ' videlicet.- This . " Asleep , my love ? " What , dead , my dove ? " O Pyramus , arise ; " Speak , speak . Quite dumb ? " Dead , dead ? A tomb ...
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Page 289 - 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, sans taste, sans everything.
Page 20 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Page 273 - 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.
Page 165 - 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, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Page 175 - If to do, were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions. I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.