Cassell's illustrated Shakespeare. The plays of Shakespeare, ed. and annotated by C. and M.C. Clarke, illustr. by H.C. Selous, Osa 178,Nide 1 |
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Sivu 15
... live . Seb . Of that there's none , or little . Gon . How lush and lusty the grass looks ! how green ! Ant . The ground , indeed , is tawny . Seb . With an eye of green in't . Ant . He misses not much . Seb . No ; he doth but mistake ...
... live . Seb . Of that there's none , or little . Gon . How lush and lusty the grass looks ! how green ! Ant . The ground , indeed , is tawny . Seb . With an eye of green in't . Ant . He misses not much . Seb . No ; he doth but mistake ...
Sivu 16
... live : I saw him beat the surges under him , And ride upon their backs ; he trod the water , Whose enmity he flung aside , and breasted in preference to marrying again , after having vowed fide- lity to her murdered husband Sichæus ...
... live : I saw him beat the surges under him , And ride upon their backs ; he trod the water , Whose enmity he flung aside , and breasted in preference to marrying again , after having vowed fide- lity to her murdered husband Sichæus ...
Sivu 31
... live ; whom once again I tender to thy hand . All thy vexations Were but my trials of thy love , and thou Hast strangely stood the test : here , afore Heaven , I ratify this my rich gift . O Ferdinand ! Do not smile at me that I boast ...
... live ; whom once again I tender to thy hand . All thy vexations Were but my trials of thy love , and thou Hast strangely stood the test : here , afore Heaven , I ratify this my rich gift . O Ferdinand ! Do not smile at me that I boast ...
Sivu 32
... live nibbling sheep , And flat mead thatch'd with stover , 11 them to keep ; Thy banks with peonied and lilied brims , 12 Which spungy April at thy hest betrims , To make cold nymphs chaste crowns and thy broom- groves , Whose shadow ...
... live nibbling sheep , And flat mead thatch'd with stover , 11 them to keep ; Thy banks with peonied and lilied brims , 12 Which spungy April at thy hest betrims , To make cold nymphs chaste crowns and thy broom- groves , Whose shadow ...
Sivu 59
... live- [ Exeunt . ries , that they live by your bare words . Sil . No more , gentlemen , no more : comes my father . SCENE IV . - MILAN , A room in the DUKE'S Palace . Enter SILVIA , VALENTINE , THURIO , and SPEED . Sil . Servant , - Val ...
... live- [ Exeunt . ries , that they live by your bare words . Sil . No more , gentlemen , no more : comes my father . SCENE IV . - MILAN , A room in the DUKE'S Palace . Enter SILVIA , VALENTINE , THURIO , and SPEED . Sil . Servant , - Val ...
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allusion Angelo Antonio bear better Biron Boyet brother Claud Claudio Comedy of Errors daughter dost doth Dromio Duke Enter Exeunt Exit expression eyes fair father Folio fool Ford gentle Gentlemen Gentlemen of Verona give grace hath hear heart Heaven hither honour husband Isab Kath King knave lady Launce Leon Leonato look lord Love's Labour's Lost Lucentio Lucio madam maid Malvolio marry master master doctor means Measure for Measure Merchant of Venice Merry Wives Midsummer Night's Dream misprinted mistress never night Note passage Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pray Proteus Re-enter Rosalind SCENE sense Shakespeare Shylock Signior speak speech swear sweet tell thee there's thine thou art thou hast tongue true Twelfth Night Venice wife woman word
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Sivu 334 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Sivu 392 - I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
Sivu 234 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Sivu 320 - A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl: Tu-who; Tu-whit, To-who'- A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Sivu 443 - With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide . For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound : Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion ; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Sivu 148 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer Would use his heaven for thunder ; nothing but thunder. — Merciful Heaven ! Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt Splitt'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak Than the soft myrtle...
Sivu 334 - That very time I saw, (but thou couldst not,) Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took At a fair vestal, throned by the west; And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts: But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the wat'ry moon; And the imperial vot'ress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Sivu 44 - tis true, I must be here confin'd by you, Or sent to Naples. Let me not, Since I have my dukedom got, And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell In this bare island by your spell ; But release me from my bands With the help of your good hands : Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant ; • And my ending is despair, Unless I be reliev'd by prayer ; Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults....