Midsummer-night's dream. Twelfth night. Taming of the shrew. Two gentlemen of VeronaHarper, 1899 |
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art thou Baptista Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO Clown comes daughter Demetrius dost thou doth dream Duke Egeus Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy father fear fool gentle gentleman Gentlemen of Verona give hath hear heart Helena Hermia Hippolyta hither Hortensio Illyria Is't Julia Kate Kath KATHARINA lady Laun letter lion look lord lovers Lucentio Lysander madam maid Malvolio Maria Marry master mistress moon never night Olivia Padua Peter Quince Petruchio play pray Puck Pyramus Quin Re-enter SCENE I.-Enter servant Shrew Silvia SIR ANDREW SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir Toby sirrah sleep speak Speed stay sweet tell thee there's Theseus thine Thisby thou art thou hast Thurio Titania tongue Tranio Twelfth Night unto Valentine Verona Vincentio Viola What's wilt word youth
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Page 65 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Page 90 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night: Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Page 91 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
Page 16 - 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.
Page 35 - All schooldays' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key, As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds Had been incorporate.
Page 50 - More strange than true. I never may believe These antique fables, nor these fairy toys. Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet Are of imagination all compact.
Page 19 - I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows; Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...
Page 62 - If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended: That you have but slumbered here While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend.
Page 35 - Injurious Hermia ! most ungrateful maid ! Have you conspired, have you with these contrived To bait me with this foul derision ? Is all the counsel that we two have shared, The sisters...
Page 13 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours. I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.