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It tell upon a little western flower , - Before , milk - white ; now purple with love ' s
wound , And maidens call it love - in - idleness , 3 Fetch me that flower ; the herb I
showed thee once ; The juice of it , on sleeping eyelids laid , Will make or man ...
It tell upon a little western flower , - Before , milk - white ; now purple with love ' s
wound , And maidens call it love - in - idleness , 3 Fetch me that flower ; the herb I
showed thee once ; The juice of it , on sleeping eyelids laid , Will make or man ...
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Write me a prologue ; and let the prologue seem to say , we will do no harm with
our swords ; and that Pyramus is not killed indeed ; and for the more better
assurance , tell them , that I Pyramus am not Pyramus , but Bottom the weaver .
Write me a prologue ; and let the prologue seem to say , we will do no harm with
our swords ; and that Pyramus is not killed indeed ; and for the more better
assurance , tell them , that I Pyramus am not Pyramus , but Bottom the weaver .
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Dem . I had rather give his carcass to my hounds . Her . Out , dog ! Out , cur !
Thou driv ' st me past the bounds Of maiden ' s patience . Hast thou slain him ,
then ? Henceforth be never numbered among men ! 0 ! once tell true , tell true ,
even.
Dem . I had rather give his carcass to my hounds . Her . Out , dog ! Out , cur !
Thou driv ' st me past the bounds Of maiden ' s patience . Hast thou slain him ,
then ? Henceforth be never numbered among men ! 0 ! once tell true , tell true ,
even.
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0 ! once tell true , tell true , even for my sake . Durst thou have looked upon him ,
being awake , And hast thou killed him sleeping ? O brave touch ! ? Could not a
worm , an adder , do so much ? An adder did it ; for with doubler tongue Than ...
0 ! once tell true , tell true , even for my sake . Durst thou have looked upon him ,
being awake , And hast thou killed him sleeping ? O brave touch ! ? Could not a
worm , an adder , do so much ? An adder did it ; for with doubler tongue Than ...
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Did not you tell me I should know the man By the Athenian garments he had on ?
And so far blameless proves my enterprise , That I have ' nointed an Athenian ' s
eyes ; And so far am I glad it so did sort , 4 As this their jangling I esteem a sport ...
Did not you tell me I should know the man By the Athenian garments he had on ?
And so far blameless proves my enterprise , That I have ' nointed an Athenian ' s
eyes ; And so far am I glad it so did sort , 4 As this their jangling I esteem a sport ...
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Página 205 - 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 ? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian,...
Página 18 - 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.
Página 239 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears ; soft stillness, and the night, Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins : Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in,...
Página 271 - 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.
Página 161 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Página 287 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then, the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances. And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Página 271 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — 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.
Página 240 - Therefore, the poet Did feign that Orpheus drew trees, stones, and floods ; Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature ; 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.
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare...: Embracing a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected..., Volume 2 The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare...: Embracing a Life of the Poet, and Notes, Original and Selected, Oliver William Bourn Peabody |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editora | Phillips, Sampson, 1850 |
| Original de | Universidade da Califórnia |
| Digitalizado | 12 Jul 2007 |
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