Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Twelfth night. Measure for measure. Much ado about nothing. Midsummer night's dreamT. Cadell, 1833 |
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... Quince arranging the play . 6. Demetrius repulsing Helena . 7. Titania asleep . 8. Helena , Lysander , and Hermia . 9. Rehearsing the play . 10. Bottom singing . 11. Demetrius and Hermia . - Oberon and Puck . 12. Lysander , Helena ...
... Quince arranging the play . 6. Demetrius repulsing Helena . 7. Titania asleep . 8. Helena , Lysander , and Hermia . 9. Rehearsing the play . 10. Bottom singing . 11. Demetrius and Hermia . - Oberon and Puck . 12. Lysander , Helena ...
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... . HELENA telling DEMETRIUS of HERMIA's flight with LYSANDER . " I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight , Then to the wood will he Pursue her . " • ACT I. S. 1 . : v . QUINCE arranging the play . " BOT . 4 MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM .
... . HELENA telling DEMETRIUS of HERMIA's flight with LYSANDER . " I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight , Then to the wood will he Pursue her . " • ACT I. S. 1 . : v . QUINCE arranging the play . " BOT . 4 MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM .
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v . QUINCE arranging the play . " BOT . An I may hide my face , let me play Thisby too : I'll speak in a monstrous little voice : Thisne , Thisne ! -Ah , Pyramus , my lover dear ; thy Thisby dear ! and lady dear ! QUINCE . No , no ; you ...
v . QUINCE arranging the play . " BOT . An I may hide my face , let me play Thisby too : I'll speak in a monstrous little voice : Thisne , Thisne ! -Ah , Pyramus , my lover dear ; thy Thisby dear ! and lady dear ! QUINCE . No , no ; you ...
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... QUINCE . O monstrous ! O strange ! we are haunted ! BOT . What do you see ? QUINCE . Bless thee , Bottom ! bless thee ! thou art translated . " X. ACT III . S. 1 . " BOT . I see their knavery : this is to make an ass of me ... • if they ...
... QUINCE . O monstrous ! O strange ! we are haunted ! BOT . What do you see ? QUINCE . Bless thee , Bottom ! bless thee ! thou art translated . " X. ACT III . S. 1 . " BOT . I see their knavery : this is to make an ass of me ... • if they ...
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1ST WATCH ACT I. S. Angelo ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN arbour ARIEL art thou BEAT Beatrice Borachio Borachio's confession brother Cadell Strand CALIBAN Cesario CLAUD Clown daughter Demetrius disguised DOGB Don John Don Pedro dost Duke EGEUS escape with EGLAMOUR eyes FABIAN fair Hero Ferdinand FRANK HOWARD give hath Helena HERMIA Hermia's flight honour husband ISAB Isabella Julia KING ladyship LAUNCE LEON Leonato letter and ring London Published lord LUCIO Lysander madam Malvolio MARIA Mariana marry Midsummer Nights dream Milan MIRANDA monsieur Nymphs OBERON and TITANIA Olivia ORSINO sending VIOLA Pedro and Claudio PLATES play pray PROS PROSPERO Proteus Provost PUCK purse QUINCE Ragozine receive VIOLA ring to SILVIA saving of VIOLA Signior Benedick sing Sir Andrew Aguecheek SIR TOBY BELCH SPEED spirit STEPHANO SYCORAX taking leave tell thee THESEUS thine Thisby Thurio Trinculo Twelfth Night Valentine villain الله
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Sivu 17 - O, it is monstrous ! monstrous ! Methought the billows spoke, and told me of it ; The winds did sing it to me ; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced The name of Prosper ; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Sivu 61 - A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Sivu 61 - Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on : Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive, If you will lead these graces to the grave And leave the world no copy.
Sivu 13 - I'd divide, And burn in many places ; on the top-mast. The yards, and bowsprit, would I flame distinctly, Then meet, and join. Jove's lightnings, the precursors O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary And sight-out-running were not.
Sivu 61 - Too well what love women to men may owe : In faith, they are as true of heart as we. My father had a daughter loved a man, As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. » Duke. And what's her history ? Vio. A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i...
Sivu 13 - If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them : The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out.