Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of Windsor. Measure for measure. Comedy of errors. Much ado about nothing. Love's labour's lost. Midsummer night's dream. Merchant of Venice. As you like it. Taming of the shrew. All's well that ends well. Twelfth night. A winter's tale. King John. King Richard II. First and second parts of King Henry IV. King Henry V. First and second parts of King Henry VIG. Routledge & sons, limited, 1875 |
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... thank thee , master . Pro . If thou more murmur'st , I will rend an oak , And peg thee in his knotty entrails , till Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters . Ari . Pardon , master : I will be correspondent to command , And do my spriting ...
... thank thee , master . Pro . If thou more murmur'st , I will rend an oak , And peg thee in his knotty entrails , till Thou hast howl'd away twelve winters . Ari . Pardon , master : I will be correspondent to command , And do my spriting ...
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... thank yourself for this great loss , That would not bless our Europe with your daugh- But rather lose her to an African ; [ ter , Where she , at least , is banish'd from your eye , Who hath cause to wet the grief on't . Alon . Seb . You ...
... thank yourself for this great loss , That would not bless our Europe with your daugh- But rather lose her to an African ; [ ter , Where she , at least , is banish'd from your eye , Who hath cause to wet the grief on't . Alon . Seb . You ...
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... Thank you : wondrous heavy . [ Alonso sleeps . Exit Ariel . Seb . What a strange drowsiness possesses them ! Ant . It is the quality of the climate . Seb . Why Doth it not then our eyelids sink ? I find not Myself dispos'd to sleep ...
... Thank you : wondrous heavy . [ Alonso sleeps . Exit Ariel . Seb . What a strange drowsiness possesses them ! Ant . It is the quality of the climate . Seb . Why Doth it not then our eyelids sink ? I find not Myself dispos'd to sleep ...
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... thank my noble lord . Wilt thou be pleas'd To hearken once again to the suit I made to thee ? Ste . Marry will I kneel and repeat it ; I will stand , and so shall Trinculo . Enter Ariel , invisible . Cal . As I told thee before , I am ...
... thank my noble lord . Wilt thou be pleas'd To hearken once again to the suit I made to thee ? Ste . Marry will I kneel and repeat it ; I will stand , and so shall Trinculo . Enter Ariel , invisible . Cal . As I told thee before , I am ...
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... thank thee , Ariel : come . Enter Ariel . Ari . Thy thoughts I cleave to : What's thy plea- sure ? Pro . Spirit , We must prepare to meet with Caliban . Ari . Ay , my commander ; when I presented Ceres , I thought to have told thee of ...
... thank thee , Ariel : come . Enter Ariel . Ari . Thy thoughts I cleave to : What's thy plea- sure ? Pro . Spirit , We must prepare to meet with Caliban . Ari . Ay , my commander ; when I presented Ceres , I thought to have told thee of ...
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Page 374 - Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a poor man's son would have lain still, And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you; But you, at your sick service, had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love, And call it cunning. Do, an' if you will ; If heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must.
Page 223 - 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...