The Complete Works of William Shakespeare ...H. Frowde, 1910 |
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... speak my griefs unspeakable ; Yet , that the world may witness that my end Was wrought by nature , not by vile offence , I'll utter what my sorrow gives me leave . In Syracusa was I born , and wed Unto a woman , happy but for me , And ...
... speak my griefs unspeakable ; Yet , that the world may witness that my end Was wrought by nature , not by vile offence , I'll utter what my sorrow gives me leave . In Syracusa was I born , and wed Unto a woman , happy but for me , And ...
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... speak with him ? Know'st thou his mind ? DROMIO OF EPHESUS . Ay , ay , he told his mind upon mine ear . Beshrew his hand , I scarce could understand it . 48 LUCIANA . Spake he so doubtfully , thou couldst not feel his meaning ? DROMIO ...
... speak with him ? Know'st thou his mind ? DROMIO OF EPHESUS . Ay , ay , he told his mind upon mine ear . Beshrew his hand , I scarce could understand it . 48 LUCIANA . Spake he so doubtfully , thou couldst not feel his meaning ? DROMIO ...
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... speak with Dromio since at first I sent him from the mart . See , here he comes . Enter DROMIO of Syracuse . 8 How now , sir ! is your merry humour alter'd ? As you love strokes , so jest with me again . You know no Centaur ? You receiv ...
... speak with Dromio since at first I sent him from the mart . See , here he comes . Enter DROMIO of Syracuse . 8 How now , sir ! is your merry humour alter'd ? As you love strokes , so jest with me again . You know no Centaur ? You receiv ...
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... speak fair , become disloyalty ; Apparel vice like virtue's harbinger ; Bear a fair presence , though your heart be tainted ; Teach sin the carriage of a holy saint ; Be secret - false : what need she be acquainted ? What simple thief ...
... speak fair , become disloyalty ; Apparel vice like virtue's harbinger ; Bear a fair presence , though your heart be tainted ; Teach sin the carriage of a holy saint ; Be secret - false : what need she be acquainted ? What simple thief ...
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... speak of , without he say , ' Sir - reverence . ' I have but lean luck in the match , and yet is she a wondrous fat marriage . ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE . a fat marriage ? How dost thou mean 97 DROMIO OF SYRACUSE . Marry , sir , she ' s ...
... speak of , without he say , ' Sir - reverence . ' I have but lean luck in the match , and yet is she a wondrous fat marriage . ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE . a fat marriage ? How dost thou mean 97 DROMIO OF SYRACUSE . Marry , sir , she ' s ...
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ADRIANA ÆGEON ANGELO ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE ANTONIO ARMADO BALTHAZAR BASSANIO BEATRICE BENEDICK BEROWNE BORACHIO BOTTOM BOYET CHIG CLAUDIO comedy COSTARD daughter dear DEMETRIUS DOGBERRY DON JOHN DON PEDRO doth DROMIO OF EPHESUS DROMIO OF SYRACUSE ducats DUKE DUMAINE Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy faith father fool gentle give GOBBO grace GRATIANO hath hear heart HELENA HERMIA Hero HIPPOLYTA HOLOFERNES honour husband JAQUENETTA JESSICA KATHARINE KING lady LAUNCELOT LEONATO LONGAVILLE look lord LORENZO Love's Labour's Lost lovers LUCIANA LYSANDER madam MARGARET Marry master MERCHANT merry mistress MOTH NERISSA never night oath OBERON PHILOSTRATE play Pompey PORTIA pray thee prince PRINCESS PUCK Pyramus QUINCE ROSALINE SALANIO SALARINO SCENE Shakespeare SHYLOCK Signior soul speak swear sweet tell THESEUS THISBE thou art thou hast TITANIA tongue true UNIV unto URSULA Venice villain wife word
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Página 99 - 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.
Página 330 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Página 362 - 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 362 - 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 ? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Página 339 - Shylock, we would have moneys : ' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
Página 386 - It must not be; there is no power in Venice Can alter a decree established: 'Twill be recorded for a precedent; And many an error, by the same example, Will rush into the state: it cannot be.
Página 267 - 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 241 - Tu-who, 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-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Página 396 - 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 moved 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.
Página 388 - a pound of flesh." Take then thy bond, take thou thy pound of flesh ; But, in the cutting it, if thou dost shed One drop of Christian blood, thy lands and goods Are, by the laws of Venice, confiscate Unto the state of Venice.