Mr. William Shakespeare's Comedies, Histories, Tragedies and Poems: ComediesHoughton, Mifflin and Company, 1883 |
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Halaman 425
... head , Made love to Nedar's daughter , Helena , And won her soul ; and she , sweet lady , dotes , Devoutly dotes , dotes in idolatry , Upon this spotted and inconstant man . The . I must confess that I have heard so much , And with ...
... head , Made love to Nedar's daughter , Helena , And won her soul ; and she , sweet lady , dotes , Devoutly dotes , dotes in idolatry , Upon this spotted and inconstant man . The . I must confess that I have heard so much , And with ...
Halaman 427
... head , By the simplicity of Venus ' doves , By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves , And by that fire which burn'd the Carthage queen , When the false Troyan under sail was seen , By all the vows that ever men have broke , In ...
... head , By the simplicity of Venus ' doves , By that which knitteth souls and prospers loves , And by that fire which burn'd the Carthage queen , When the false Troyan under sail was seen , By all the vows that ever men have broke , In ...
Halaman 431
... heads made bald by what was known as the French disease . 9 hold or cut bow - strings : a phrase of the archery - field , meaning probably that the bow - string , that is , the speaker's ability to shoot , was to be the pledge of ...
... heads made bald by what was known as the French disease . 9 hold or cut bow - strings : a phrase of the archery - field , meaning probably that the bow - string , that is , the speaker's ability to shoot , was to be the pledge of ...
Halaman 439
... head . Lys . One turf shall serve as pillow for us both ; One heart , one bed , two bosoms and one troth . Her . Nay , good Lysander ; for my sake , my dear , Lie further off yet ; do not lie so near . Lys . O , take the sense , sweet ...
... head . Lys . One turf shall serve as pillow for us both ; One heart , one bed , two bosoms and one troth . Her . Nay , good Lysander ; for my sake , my dear , Lie further off yet ; do not lie so near . Lys . O , take the sense , sweet ...
Halaman 444
... head . Bot . " If I were fair , Thisby , I were only thine . " Quin . O monstrous ! masters ! fly , masters ! 91 O strange ! we are haunted . Pray , Help ! [ Exeunt Quince , Snug , Flute , Snout , and Starveling . Puck . I'll follow you ...
... head . Bot . " If I were fair , Thisby , I were only thine . " Quin . O monstrous ! masters ! fly , masters ! 91 O strange ! we are haunted . Pray , Help ! [ Exeunt Quince , Snug , Flute , Snout , and Starveling . Puck . I'll follow you ...
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Mr. William Shakespeare's Comedies, Histories, Tragedies & Poems, Volume 2 William Shakespeare Tampilan cuplikan - 1901 |
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Antonio art thou Bass Bassanio better Bianca Bion Bohemia Camillo comes Count daughter dear Demetrius dost doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear fool forest of Arden fortune gentle gentleman give Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia Hippolyta honour Hortensio Illyria Kate Kath King knave lady Laun Leon look lord Lucentio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master mistress Nerissa never night Orlando Padua Petruchio PHILOSTRATE play pray prithee Puck Pyramus Re-enter ring Rosalind Rousillon Salan Salar SCENE Shep Shylock Sicilia Signior sing Sir Toby speak swear sweet tell thee there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast Titania tongue Tranio unto wife word young youth
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Halaman 506 - 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. If a Jew wrong a Christian,...
Halaman 560 - And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
Halaman 739 - 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.
Halaman 760 - 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.
Halaman 796 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.