The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, Volume 2J. Johnson, 1803 |
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Halaman 113
... Leon . How many gentlemen have you lost in this action ? Mess . But few of any sort , ' and none of name . Leon . A victory is twice itself , when the achiever brings home full numbers . I find here , that Don Pedro hath bestowed much ...
... Leon . How many gentlemen have you lost in this action ? Mess . But few of any sort , ' and none of name . Leon . A victory is twice itself , when the achiever brings home full numbers . I find here , that Don Pedro hath bestowed much ...
Halaman 114
... Leon . Did he break out into tears ? Mess . In great measure.2 Leon . A kind overflow of kindness : There are no faces truer than those that are so washed . How much better is it to weep at joy , than to joy at weeping ? } Beat . I pray ...
... Leon . Did he break out into tears ? Mess . In great measure.2 Leon . A kind overflow of kindness : There are no faces truer than those that are so washed . How much better is it to weep at joy , than to joy at weeping ? } Beat . I pray ...
Halaman 115
... Leon . You must not , sir , mistake my niece : there is a kind of merry war betwixt signior Benedick and her : they never meet , but there is a skirmish of wit between them . Beat . Alas , he gets nothing by that . In our last conflict ...
... Leon . You must not , sir , mistake my niece : there is a kind of merry war betwixt signior Benedick and her : they never meet , but there is a skirmish of wit between them . Beat . Alas , he gets nothing by that . In our last conflict ...
Halaman 116
... Leon . You will never run mad , niece . Beat . No , not till a hot January . Mess . Don Pedro is approached . Enter Don PEDRO , attended by BALTHAZAR , and others , Don JOHN , CLAUDIO , and BENEDICK . D. Pedro . Good signior Leonato ...
... Leon . You will never run mad , niece . Beat . No , not till a hot January . Mess . Don Pedro is approached . Enter Don PEDRO , attended by BALTHAZAR , and others , Don JOHN , CLAUDIO , and BENEDICK . D. Pedro . Good signior Leonato ...
Halaman 118
... Leon . If you swear , my lord , you shall not be for- sworn . - Let me bid you welcome , my lord : being reconciled to the prince your brother , I owe you all duty . D. John . I thank you : I am not of many words , but I thank you . Leon ...
... Leon . If you swear , my lord , you shall not be for- sworn . - Let me bid you welcome , my lord : being reconciled to the prince your brother , I owe you all duty . D. John . I thank you : I am not of many words , but I thank you . Leon ...
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ABHORSON ARMADO Athens Barnardine Bawd Beat Beatrice Biron Bora BORACHIO Boyet brother Claud Claudio Cost Costard cousin daughter dear death Demetrius Dogb Don PEDRO dost thou doth Duke Egeus Enter Escal Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy father fear fool forsworn friar gentle give grace hath hear heart heaven Helena Hermia Hero Hippolyta hither honour Isab John Kath King lady Leon Leonato lion Longaville look lord Angelo lovers Lucio Lysander madam maid Marg marry master master constable moon Moth musick Navarre never night oath Oberon offend pardon PHILOSTRATE play Pompey praise pray prince Prov Provost Puck Pyramus Quin Re-enter Rosaline SCENE shame signior Benedick sleep soul speak swear sweet tell thank thee there's Theseus thine thing Thisby thou art thou hast Tita Titania to-morrow tongue troth true What's word
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Halaman 47 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
Halaman 225 - 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.
Halaman 395 - 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...
Halaman 62 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Halaman 395 - 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...
Halaman 137 - 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.
Halaman 153 - ... need of such vanity. You are thought here to be the most senseless and fit man for the constable of the watch ; therefore bear you the lantern : This is your charge ; You shall comprehend all vagrom men ; you are to bid any man stand, in the prince's name.
Halaman 268 - I have had a most rare vision. I have 210 had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was : man is but an ass, if he go about to expound this dream. Methought I was — there is no man can tell what. Methought I was, — and methought I had, — but man is but a patched fool, if he will offer to say what methought I had.
Halaman 396 - 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.
Halaman 220 - 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.