The Dramatic Works of Shakspeare: In Six Volumes, Volume 2Clarendon Press, 1787 |
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... Seem'd Athens as a paradife to me : O then , what graces in my love do dwell , That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell ! Lys . Helen , to you our minds we will unfold : To - morrow night , when Phoebe doth behold Her filver vifage in ...
... Seem'd Athens as a paradife to me : O then , what graces in my love do dwell , That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell ! Lys . Helen , to you our minds we will unfold : To - morrow night , when Phoebe doth behold Her filver vifage in ...
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... seems that you scorn me . Hel . Have you not fet Lyfander , as in fcorn , To follow me , and praise my eyes and face ? And made your other love , Demetrius , ( Who even but now did fpurn me with his foot ) To call me goddess , nymph ...
... seems that you scorn me . Hel . Have you not fet Lyfander , as in fcorn , To follow me , and praise my eyes and face ? And made your other love , Demetrius , ( Who even but now did fpurn me with his foot ) To call me goddess , nymph ...
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... Seem to break loofe ; take on , as you would follow ; But yet come not : You are a tame man , go ! Lyf . Hang off , thou cat , thou burr : vile thing , let loose ; Or I will shake thee from me , like a ferpent . Her . Why are you grown ...
... Seem to break loofe ; take on , as you would follow ; But yet come not : You are a tame man , go ! Lyf . Hang off , thou cat , thou burr : vile thing , let loose ; Or I will shake thee from me , like a ferpent . Her . Why are you grown ...
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... Seem'd all one mutual cry : I never heard So mufical a difcord , fuch fweet thunder . The . My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind , So flew'd , fo fanded , and their heads are hung x With ears that sweep away the morning dew ...
... Seem'd all one mutual cry : I never heard So mufical a difcord , fuch fweet thunder . The . My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind , So flew'd , fo fanded , and their heads are hung x With ears that sweep away the morning dew ...
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... seems to me , That yet we fleep , we dream . - Do not you think , The duke was here , and bid us follow him ? Her . Yea , and my father . Hel . And Hippolita . Lyf . And he did bid us follow to the temple . Dem . Why then , we are awake ...
... seems to me , That yet we fleep , we dream . - Do not you think , The duke was here , and bid us follow him ? Her . Yea , and my father . Hel . And Hippolita . Lyf . And he did bid us follow to the temple . Dem . Why then , we are awake ...
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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.