Shakespeare's Comedy of A Midsummer-night's DreamHarper, 1877 - 195 halaman |
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... LYSANDER , DEMETRIUS , in love with Hermia . PHILOSTRATE , master of the revels to The- seus . QUINCE , a carpenter . SNUG , a joiner . BOTTOм , a weaver . FLUTE , a bellows - mender . SNOUT , a tinker . STARVELING , a tailor ...
... LYSANDER , DEMETRIUS , in love with Hermia . PHILOSTRATE , master of the revels to The- seus . QUINCE , a carpenter . SNUG , a joiner . BOTTOм , a weaver . FLUTE , a bellows - mender . SNOUT , a tinker . STARVELING , a tailor ...
Halaman 44
... Lysander : —and , my gracious duke , This man hath bewitch'd the bosom of my child.— Thou , thou , Lysander , thou hast given her rhymes And interchang'd love - tokens with my child : Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung With ...
... Lysander : —and , my gracious duke , This man hath bewitch'd the bosom of my child.— Thou , thou , Lysander , thou hast given her rhymes And interchang'd love - tokens with my child : Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung With ...
Halaman 45
... Lysander . Theseus . In himself he is ; But in this kind , wanting your father's voice , The other must be held the worthier . Hermia . I would my father look'd but with my eyes . Theseus . Rather your eyes must with his judgment look ...
... Lysander . Theseus . In himself he is ; But in this kind , wanting your father's voice , The other must be held the worthier . Hermia . I would my father look'd but with my eyes . Theseus . Rather your eyes must with his judgment look ...
Halaman 46
... Lysander , yield Thy crazed title to my certain right . Lysander . You have her father's love , Demetrius ; Let me have Hermia's : do you marry him . Egeus . Scornful Lysander ! true , he hath my love , And what is mine my love shall ...
... Lysander , yield Thy crazed title to my certain right . Lysander . You have her father's love , Demetrius ; Let me have Hermia's : do you marry him . Egeus . Scornful Lysander ! true , he hath my love , And what is mine my love shall ...
Halaman 47
... Lysander and Hermia . Lysander . How now , my love ! why is your cheek so pale ? How chance the roses there do fade so fast ? Hermia . Belike for want of rain , which I could well Beteem them from the tempest of my eyes . Lysander . Ay ...
... Lysander and Hermia . Lysander . How now , my love ! why is your cheek so pale ? How chance the roses there do fade so fast ? Hermia . Belike for want of rain , which I could well Beteem them from the tempest of my eyes . Lysander . Ay ...
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1st folio 1st quarto 2d quarto allusion Athenian Athens beauty Ben Jonson Bottom called Chaucer Cobweb Coll comedy Cymb dance death Demetrius doth Duke early eds Egeus Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy fancy fear flowers Flute folio reading folios gentle give Golding's grace Halliwell quotes Halliwell remarks Hanmer hast hath heart Helena Hermia Hippolyta Johnson Julius Cæsar later folios Lear lion lord lovers Lysander Macb means Merchant of Venice merry Midsummer-Night's Dream Milton moon Moonshine mortals mounsieur Mustardseed never night o'er Oberon Ovid passage Peaseblossom Peter Quince Philostrate play poet prologue Puck Pyramus and Thisbe quarto reading queen Quince Rich Robin Goodfellow Rolfe's edition says SCENE Schmidt sense Shakespeare Shakspere sleep Snout sometimes Sonn speak Spenser spirit sport Steevens quotes sweet Temp thee Theo Theseus things Thisby's thou Titania tongue troth unto wall wood woodbine word
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Halaman 60 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Halaman 112 - Now it is the time of night That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide: And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream, Now are frolic; not a mouse Shall disturb this hallow'd house: I am sent with broom before, To sweep the dust behind the door.
Halaman 100 - 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.
Halaman 170 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But out, alack!
Halaman 113 - If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, — That you have but slumber'd 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.
Halaman 137 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Halaman 58 - Hiems' thin and icy crown An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set : the spring, the summer, The childing autumn, angry winter, change Their wonted liveries, and the mazed world, By their increase, now knows not which is which : And this same progeny of evils conies From our debate, from our dissension ; We are their parents and original.
Halaman 94 - I was with Hercules and Cadmus once, When in a wood of Crete they bay'd the bear With hounds of Sparta: never did I hear Such gallant chiding; for, besides the groves, The skies, the fountains, every region near Seem'd all one mutual cry: I never heard So musical a discord, such sweet thunder.
Halaman 38 - The best in this kind are but shadows ; and the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them.
Halaman 58 - And thorough this distemperature we see The seasons alter : hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose...