Shakespeare's Comedy of A Midsummer-night's Dream |
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... true of Collier and Knight . In referring to other plays of Shakespeare , the numbering of the lines in the Globe edition has been given . In the case of illustrative passages taken from Schmidt's Lexicon , I have been careful to verify ...
... true of Collier and Knight . In referring to other plays of Shakespeare , the numbering of the lines in the Globe edition has been given . In the case of illustrative passages taken from Schmidt's Lexicon , I have been careful to verify ...
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... true , which he has stretched has been since expanded , and new groups have been introduced ; but the outline and the mode of colouring which he employed have been invariably followed . It is , in short , to his picture of the fairy ...
... true , which he has stretched has been since expanded , and new groups have been introduced ; but the outline and the mode of colouring which he employed have been invariably followed . It is , in short , to his picture of the fairy ...
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... true dramatic history , " or " the lamentable tragedy , " this has no designation of the kind beyond its mere title , in either of the original editions . It has , in common with all his comedies , a perpetual inter- mixture of the ...
... true dramatic history , " or " the lamentable tragedy , " this has no designation of the kind beyond its mere title , in either of the original editions . It has , in common with all his comedies , a perpetual inter- mixture of the ...
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... true proportions to the fairy tribe upon the one hand , and upon the other to the " human mor- * Titania says to Oberon ( ii . 1. 82 ) , " And never , since the middle summer's spring , Met we on hill , in dale , forest or mead , " etc ...
... true proportions to the fairy tribe upon the one hand , and upon the other to the " human mor- * Titania says to Oberon ( ii . 1. 82 ) , " And never , since the middle summer's spring , Met we on hill , in dale , forest or mead , " etc ...
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... true , he hath my love , And what is mine my love shall render him ; And she is mine , and all my right of her I do estate unto Demetrius . Lysander . I am , my lord , as well deriv'd as he , As well possess'd ; my love is more than his ...
... true , he hath my love , And what is mine my love shall render him ; And she is mine , and all my right of her I do estate unto Demetrius . Lysander . I am , my lord , as well deriv'd as he , As well possess'd ; my love is more than his ...
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Page 113 - If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, — That you have but slumber'd here, While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend.
Page 112 - Now it is the time of night That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide: And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream, Now are frolic; not a mouse Shall disturb this hallow'd house: I am sent with broom before, To sweep the dust behind the door.
Page 170 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But out, alack!
Page 60 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Page 137 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Page 94 - I was with Hercules and Cadmus once, When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear With hounds of Sparta: never did I hear Such gallant chiding; for, besides the groves, The skies, the fountains, every region near Seem'd all one mutual cry: I never heard So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
Page 88 - But we are spirits of another sort. I with the morning's love have oft made sport ; And, like a forester, the groves may tread, Even till the eastern gate, all fiery-red, Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams, Turns into yellow gold his salt green streams.
Page 143 - And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white, When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard...
Page 48 - 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 1 ' The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Page 64 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.