The Dramatic Works of Shakspeare: In Six Volumes, Volume 2Clarendon Press, 1787 |
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Page 51
... tongue , Then ftir Demetrius up with bitter wrong ; And fometimes rail thou like Demetrius ; And from each other look thou lead them thus , ' Till o'er their brows death - counterfeiting sleep With leaden legs and batty wings doth creep ...
... tongue , Then ftir Demetrius up with bitter wrong ; And fometimes rail thou like Demetrius ; And from each other look thou lead them thus , ' Till o'er their brows death - counterfeiting sleep With leaden legs and batty wings doth creep ...
Page 62
... tongue to conceive , nor his heart to report , what my dream was . I will get Peter Quince to write a ballad of this dream : it fhall be call'd Bottom's Dream , because it hath no bottom ; and I will e like a jewel , ] - long loft , and ...
... tongue to conceive , nor his heart to report , what my dream was . I will get Peter Quince to write a ballad of this dream : it fhall be call'd Bottom's Dream , because it hath no bottom ; and I will e like a jewel , ] - long loft , and ...
Page 68
... tongue Of fawcy and audacious eloquence . Love , therefore , and tongue - ty'd fimplicity , In least , speak moft , to my capacity . Enter Philoftrate . Z Philoft . So please your grace , the prologue is addrest . The . Let him approach ...
... tongue Of fawcy and audacious eloquence . Love , therefore , and tongue - ty'd fimplicity , In least , speak moft , to my capacity . Enter Philoftrate . Z Philoft . So please your grace , the prologue is addrest . The . Let him approach ...
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... Tongue , lofe thy light ! " Moon , take thy flight ! " Now die , die , die , die , die . " [ Dies . Exit Moonfbine . Dem . No die , but an ace , for him ; for he is but one . Lyf . Lefs than an ace , man ; for he is dead ; he is nothing ...
... Tongue , lofe thy light ! " Moon , take thy flight ! " Now die , die , die , die , die . " [ Dies . Exit Moonfbine . Dem . No die , but an ace , for him ; for he is but one . Lyf . Lefs than an ace , man ; for he is dead ; he is nothing ...
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... Tongue , not a word : - --- " Come , trufty fword ; " Come , blade , my breast imbrue : " And farewel , friends ; - " Thus Thisby ends : " Adieu , adieu , adieu . " The . Moonshine and lion are left to bury the dead . Dem . Ay , and ...
... Tongue , not a word : - --- " Come , trufty fword ; " Come , blade , my breast imbrue : " And farewel , friends ; - " Thus Thisby ends : " Adieu , adieu , adieu . " The . Moonshine and lion are left to bury the dead . Dem . Ay , and ...
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Page 630 - 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.
Page 196 - 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 87 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Page 90 - 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.
Page 151 - The slaves are ours.' So do I answer you: The pound of flesh which I demand of him Is dearly bought; 'tis mine, and I will have it. If you deny me, fie upon your law! There is no force in the decrees of Venice. I stand for judgment: answer; shall I have it?
Page 440 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.