The Plays of William Shakspeare: Sketch of the life of Shakspeare. Tempest ; Two gentlemen of Verona ; Merry wives of Windsor ; Twelfth-night ; Measure for measureJ. Nichols, 1811 |
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... maintenance of the poor , and being opposed , he peevishly declared , that that house should never be assessed again ; and soon afterwards pulled it down , sold the ma- terials , and left the town . He had some X SKETCH OF THE.
... maintenance of the poor , and being opposed , he peevishly declared , that that house should never be assessed again ; and soon afterwards pulled it down , sold the ma- terials , and left the town . He had some X SKETCH OF THE.
Sivu xiv
... never was surpassed in the annals of literary in- vestigation ; yet so far are we from information of the conclusive or satisfactory kind , that even the order in which his plays were written rests prin- cipally on conjecture , and of ...
... never was surpassed in the annals of literary in- vestigation ; yet so far are we from information of the conclusive or satisfactory kind , that even the order in which his plays were written rests prin- cipally on conjecture , and of ...
Sivu 6
... never meddle with my thoughts . Pro . I should inform thee further . Lend thy hand , And pluck my magic garment from me . - So ; [ Lays down his mantle . ⚫ Before . Lie there my art.Wipe thou thine eyes ; have comfort TEMPEST . Act I ,
... never meddle with my thoughts . Pro . I should inform thee further . Lend thy hand , And pluck my magic garment from me . - So ; [ Lays down his mantle . ⚫ Before . Lie there my art.Wipe thou thine eyes ; have comfort TEMPEST . Act I ,
Sivu 16
... never Yields us kind answer . Mira . Shake it off : come on ; ' Tis a villain , sir , But , as ' tis , I do not love to look on . Pro . We cannot miss him : he does make our fire , Fetch in our wood ; and serves in offices That profit ...
... never Yields us kind answer . Mira . Shake it off : come on ; ' Tis a villain , sir , But , as ' tis , I do not love to look on . Pro . We cannot miss him : he does make our fire , Fetch in our wood ; and serves in offices That profit ...
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... never grac'd before with such a paragon to their queen . Gon . Not since widow Dido's time . Ant . Widow ? a pox o ' that ! dow in ? Widow Dido ! How came that wi- Seb . What if he had said , widower Eneas too ? good lord , how you take ...
... never grac'd before with such a paragon to their queen . Gon . Not since widow Dido's time . Ant . Widow ? a pox o ' that ! dow in ? Widow Dido ! How came that wi- Seb . What if he had said , widower Eneas too ? good lord , how you take ...
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Ariel Bawd brother Caius Caliban Claudio daughter devil dost thou doth Duke Escal Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father fear fool friar gentle gentleman give grace hath hear heart heaven Herne the hunter hither honour Host Hugh Evans husband Illyria Isab Julia knave lady Laun letter look lord Angelo Lucio madam maid Malvolio Marry master Brook master doctor Milan Mira mistress Ford never night Olivia pardon peace Pist Pompey pr'ythee pray Prospero Proteus Prov Provost Quick Re-enter SCENE servant Shal Silvia Sir Andrew Sir Andrew Ague-cheek Sir Hugh sir John Sir John Falstaff Sir Toby Sir Toby Belch Slen Slender speak Speed sweet Sycorax tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio Trin Trinculo Valentine What's wife woman word
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Sivu 28 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Sivu 270 - tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter; What's to come is still unsure : In delay there lies no plenty, Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure. Sir And. A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight. Sir To. A contagious breath. Sir And. Very sweet and contagious, i
Sivu 17 - em. Caliban. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me and mad'st much of me, wouldst give me Water with berries in't, and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.
Sivu 328 - Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came, alas ! to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day...
Sivu 372 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling...
Sivu 27 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
Sivu 277 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
Sivu 18 - You taught me language; and my profit on't Is, I know how to curse : The red plague rid you, For learning me your language ! Pro.