Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Twelfth night. Measure for measure. Much ado about nothing. Midsummer night's dreamT. Cadell, 1833 |
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... madam ; so it stead you , I will write , Please you command , a thousand times as much : And yet , - SIL . A pretty period ! Well , I guess the sequel : And yet I will not name it : —and yet I care not : - And yet take this again : —and ...
... madam ; so it stead you , I will write , Please you command , a thousand times as much : And yet , - SIL . A pretty period ! Well , I guess the sequel : And yet I will not name it : —and yet I care not : - And yet take this again : —and ...
Strana 61
... madam Julia ? How stands the matter with them ? LAUNCE . Marry , thus ; when it stands well with him , it stands well with her . SPEED . What an ass art thou ! I understand thee not . LAUNCE . What a block art thou , that thou canst not ...
... madam Julia ? How stands the matter with them ? LAUNCE . Marry , thus ; when it stands well with him , it stands well with her . SPEED . What an ass art thou ! I understand thee not . LAUNCE . What a block art thou , that thou canst not ...
Strana 61
... madam Silvia : She loved me well , delivered it to me . Give her that ring and therewithal This letter . " ACT IV . S. 4 . SILVIA is seen arranging her intended escape with EGLAMOUR . " SIL . Sir Eglamour , I would to Valentine , To ...
... madam Silvia : She loved me well , delivered it to me . Give her that ring and therewithal This letter . " ACT IV . S. 4 . SILVIA is seen arranging her intended escape with EGLAMOUR . " SIL . Sir Eglamour , I would to Valentine , To ...
Strana 61
... Madam , he sends your ladyship this ring . SIL . The more shame for him that he sends it me , For , I have heard him say , a thousand times , His Julia gave it him at his departure : Though his false finger hath profan'd the ring , Mine ...
... Madam , he sends your ladyship this ring . SIL . The more shame for him that he sends it me , For , I have heard him say , a thousand times , His Julia gave it him at his departure : Though his false finger hath profan'd the ring , Mine ...
Strana 61
VI . The interview between VIOLA and OLIVIA . " VIO . Good madam , let me see your face . OLI . Have you any commission from your lord to negotiate with my face ? you are now out of your text : but we will draw the curtain , and show ...
VI . The interview between VIOLA and OLIVIA . " VIO . Good madam , let me see your face . OLI . Have you any commission from your lord to negotiate with my face ? you are now out of your text : but we will draw the curtain , and show ...
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1ST WATCH ACT I. S. Angelo ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN arbour ARIEL art thou BEAT Beatrice Borachio Borachio's confession brother Cadell Strand CALIBAN Cesario CLAUD Clown daughter Demetrius disguised DOGB Don John Don Pedro dost Duke EGEUS escape with EGLAMOUR eyes FABIAN fair Hero Ferdinand FRANK HOWARD give hath Helena HERMIA Hermia's flight honour husband ISAB Isabella Julia KING ladyship LAUNCE LEON Leonato letter and ring London Published lord LUCIO Lysander madam Malvolio MARIA Mariana marry Midsummer Nights dream Milan MIRANDA monsieur Nymphs OBERON and TITANIA Olivia ORSINO sending VIOLA Pedro and Claudio PLATES play pray PROS PROSPERO Proteus Provost PUCK purse QUINCE Ragozine receive VIOLA ring to SILVIA saving of VIOLA Signior Benedick sing Sir Andrew Aguecheek SIR TOBY BELCH SPEED spirit STEPHANO SYCORAX taking leave tell thee THESEUS thine Thisby Thurio Trinculo Twelfth Night Valentine villain الله
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Strana 17 - O, it is monstrous ! monstrous ! Methought the billows spoke, and told me of it ; The winds did sing it to me ; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced The name of Prosper ; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Strana 61 - A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Strana 61 - Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on : Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive, If you will lead these graces to the grave And leave the world no copy.
Strana 13 - I'd divide, And burn in many places ; on the top-mast. The yards, and bowsprit, would I flame distinctly, Then meet, and join. Jove's lightnings, the precursors O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary And sight-out-running were not.
Strana 61 - Too well what love women to men may owe : In faith, they are as true of heart as we. My father had a daughter loved a man, As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. » Duke. And what's her history ? Vio. A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i...
Strana 13 - If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them : The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out.