The works of William Shakespeare, the text revised by A. Dyce, Osa 127,Nide 2 |
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Sivu 264
... LYSANDER , } i DEMETRIUS , in love with Hermia , PHILOSTRATE , master of the revels to Theseus . QUINCE , a carpenter . SNUG , a joiner . BOTTOM , a weaver . FLUTE , a bellows - mender . SNOUT , a tinker . STARVELING , a tailor ...
... LYSANDER , } i DEMETRIUS , in love with Hermia , PHILOSTRATE , master of the revels to Theseus . QUINCE , a carpenter . SNUG , a joiner . BOTTOM , a weaver . FLUTE , a bellows - mender . SNOUT , a tinker . STARVELING , a tailor ...
Sivu 265
... , and with revelling . Enter EGEUS , HERMIA , LYSANDER , and DEMETRIUS . Ege . Happy be Theseus , our renownèd duke ! The . Thanks , good Egeus : what's the news with thee ? Ege . Full of vexation come I , with complaint.
... , and with revelling . Enter EGEUS , HERMIA , LYSANDER , and DEMETRIUS . Ege . Happy be Theseus , our renownèd duke ! The . Thanks , good Egeus : what's the news with thee ? Ege . Full of vexation come I , with complaint.
Sivu 266
... Lysander : -and , my gracious duke , This man hath witch'd ( 2 ) the bosom of child : - - my Thou , thou , Lysander , thou hast given her rhymes , And interchang'd love - tokens with my child : Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung ...
... Lysander : -and , my gracious duke , This man hath witch'd ( 2 ) the bosom of child : - - my Thou , thou , Lysander , thou hast given her rhymes , And interchang'd love - tokens with my child : Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung ...
Sivu 267
... Lysander , yield Thy crazed title to my certain right . Lys . You have her father's love , Demetrius ; Let me have Hermia's : do you marry him . Ege . Scornful Lysander ! true , he hath my love , - And what is mine my love shall render ...
... Lysander , yield Thy crazed title to my certain right . Lys . You have her father's love , Demetrius ; Let me have Hermia's : do you marry him . Ege . Scornful Lysander ! true , he hath my love , - And what is mine my love shall render ...
Sivu 269
... Lysander ! I swear to thee , by Cupid's strongest bow ; By his best arrow with the golden head ; By the simplicity of Venus ' doves ; By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves ; And by that fire which burn'd the Carthage queen ...
... Lysander ! I swear to thee , by Cupid's strongest bow ; By his best arrow with the golden head ; By the simplicity of Venus ' doves ; By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves ; And by that fire which burn'd the Carthage queen ...
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Sivu 410 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Sivu 236 - When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And Tom bears logs into the hall, And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nipped, and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, "Tu-whit, Tu-who!
Sivu 236 - 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-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Sivu 410 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think, The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Sivu 378 - 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 ? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? revenge ; If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute ; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
Sivu 269 - Making it momentany as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!
Sivu 382 - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head ? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. It is engender'd in the eyes, With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell ALL.
Sivu 278 - 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.