Shakespeare's Principal PlaysCentury Company, 1927 - 957 pagini |
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Pagina 8
... Exit Herm . Helena , adieu : As you on him , Demetrius dote on you ! 225 Exit Lysander . Hel . How happy some o'er other some can be ! Through Athens I am thought as fair as she . But what of that ? Demetrius thinks not so ; He will not ...
... Exit Herm . Helena , adieu : As you on him , Demetrius dote on you ! 225 Exit Lysander . Hel . How happy some o'er other some can be ! Through Athens I am thought as fair as she . But what of that ? Demetrius thinks not so ; He will not ...
Pagina 12
... [ Exit Dem . ] wood ; [ 1 1 Some war with rere - mice for their leathern Her. And here am I , and wood within this wood , Because I cannot meet my Hermia . 190 Hence , get thee gone , and follow me no more . Hel . You draw me , you hard ...
... [ Exit Dem . ] wood ; [ 1 1 Some war with rere - mice for their leathern Her. And here am I , and wood within this wood , Because I cannot meet my Hermia . 190 Hence , get thee gone , and follow me no more . Hel . You draw me , you hard ...
Pagina 13
... [ Exit . ] Pretty soul ! she durst not lie Near this lack - love , this kill - courtesy . Churl , upon thy eyes I throw 35 All the power this charm doth owe . When thou wak'st , let love forbid 80 Sleep his seat on thy eyelid . So awake ...
... [ Exit . ] Pretty soul ! she durst not lie Near this lack - love , this kill - courtesy . Churl , upon thy eyes I throw 35 All the power this charm doth owe . When thou wak'st , let love forbid 80 Sleep his seat on thy eyelid . So awake ...
Pagina 14
... Exit . Hel . O , I am out of breath in this fond chase ! The more my prayer , the lesser is my grace . Happy is Hermia , wheresoe'er she lies , For she hath blessed and attractive eyes . How came her eyes so bright ? Not with salt tears ...
... Exit . Hel . O , I am out of breath in this fond chase ! The more my prayer , the lesser is my grace . Happy is Hermia , wheresoe'er she lies , For she hath blessed and attractive eyes . How came her eyes so bright ? Not with salt tears ...
Pagina 15
... Exit . Puck . A stranger Pyramus than e'er play'd here . [ Exit . ] 90 Flu . Must I speak now ? Quin . Ay , marry , must you ; for you must under- stand he goes but to see a noise that he heard , and is to come again . Flu . ' Most ...
... Exit . Puck . A stranger Pyramus than e'er play'd here . [ Exit . ] 90 Flu . Must I speak now ? Quin . Ay , marry , must you ; for you must under- stand he goes but to see a noise that he heard , and is to come again . Flu . ' Most ...
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Antony art thou Banquo Bardolph bear better blood brother Brutus Cæs Cæsar Cassio Claud Cleo cousin daughter dead dear death Desdemona doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff Farewell father fear fool friends gentle gentleman give Glou grace Hamlet hand hath hear heart heaven Henry IV hither Holinshed honour Iago John Julius Cæsar Kent king lady Laertes Lear Leonato live look lord Macb Macbeth Macd madam majesty Malvolio Mark Antony marry master never night noble Othello peace Pedro Pist play Poins Pompey poor pray Prince quarto Queen Romeo Rosalind SCENE Shakespeare shalt Shylock soul speak stand sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thought tongue true Tybalt unto villain wilt word
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Pagina 517 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me. You would play upon me; you would seem to know my stops; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass; and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ, yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Pagina 509 - What's Hecuba to him or he to Hecuba That he should weep for her? What would he do Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have? He would drown the stage with tears, And cleave the general ear with horrid speech, Make mad the guilty and appal the free, Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeed The very faculties of eyes and ears.
Pagina 466 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. I am no orator, as Brutus is, But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man That love my friend, and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech To stir men's blood.
Pagina 536 - Not a whit, we defy augury: there's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all: since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is't to leave betimes? [Enter King, Queen, Laertes, Lords, Osric, and Attendants with foils &c.] King. Come, Hamlet, come, and take this hand from me. [The King puts Laertes
Pagina 364 - They say he is already in the forest of Arden, and a many merry men with him ; and there they live like the old Robin Hood of England. They say many young gentlemen flock to him every day, and fleet the time carelessly, as they did in the golden world.
Pagina 52 - tis not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright That birds would sing and think it were not night.
Pagina 465 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening in his tent ; That day he overcame the Nervii : — Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...