A Midsummer-night's dream, ed. by C.E. Moberly |
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... hate , the more he follows me . HEL . The more I love , the more he hateth me . HER . His folly , Helena , is no fault of mine . HEL . None , but your beauty : would that fault were mine ! HER . Take comfort : he no more shall see my ...
... hate , the more he follows me . HEL . The more I love , the more he hateth me . HER . His folly , Helena , is no fault of mine . HEL . None , but your beauty : would that fault were mine ! HER . Take comfort : he no more shall see my ...
Halaman 15
... hatred of my spirit , For I am sick when I do look on thee . HEL . And I am sick when I look not on you . DEM . You do impeach your modesty too much , To leave the city and commit yourself Into the hands of one that loves you not ; To ...
... hatred of my spirit , For I am sick when I do look on thee . HEL . And I am sick when I look not on you . DEM . You do impeach your modesty too much , To leave the city and commit yourself Into the hands of one that loves you not ; To ...
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... hated most of those they did deceive , 140 So thou , my surfeit and my heresy , Of all be hated , but the most of me ! And , all my powers , address your love and might To honour Helen and to be her knight ! [ Exit . HER . [ Awaking ] ...
... hated most of those they did deceive , 140 So thou , my surfeit and my heresy , Of all be hated , but the most of me ! And , all my powers , address your love and might To honour Helen and to be her knight ! [ Exit . HER . [ Awaking ] ...
Halaman 28
... hated presence part I so : See me no more , whether he be dead or no . 80 [ Exit . DEM . There is no following her in this fierce vein : Here therefore for a while I will remain . So sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow For debt that ...
... hated presence part I so : See me no more , whether he be dead or no . 80 [ Exit . DEM . There is no following her in this fierce vein : Here therefore for a while I will remain . So sorrow's heaviness doth heavier grow For debt that ...
Halaman 30
... hate me , as I know you do , But you must join in souls to mock me too ? If you were men , as men you are in show , You would not use a gentle lady so ; To vow , and swear , and superpraise my parts , When I am sure you hate me with ...
... hate me , as I know you do , But you must join in souls to mock me too ? If you were men , as men you are in show , You would not use a gentle lady so ; To vow , and swear , and superpraise my parts , When I am sure you hate me with ...
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actors ass's Athenian Athens awake beard Bottom Cæsar called Cobweb COLN ROGERS dance dear Demetrius dote doth duke Edited Egeus Enter PUCK Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy queen favours fear flower FLUTE gentle give gleek gone grace hate hath hear heart Helena Hermia Hippolyta hounds king lady lanthorn lion look lord love thee Love's lovers Lysander marry Master meaning Merry methinks moon Moonshine mounsieur Mustardseed never Nick Bottom night nine men's morris o'er Oberon Peaseblossom Peter Quince PHILOSTRATE play pray prologue PUCK Pyramus and Thisby QUIN Re-enter roar Robin Goodfellow Saint Valentine SCENE scorn Shakspere Shakspere's sing sleep SNOUT SNUG soul speak spirit sport STARVELING Steevens quotes stolen sweet tell Theseus things Thisby Thisby's thou hast TITA Titania tongue true unto vows wake wall wandering wood woodbine word
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Halaman 10 - 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.
Halaman 14 - 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 41 - 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 50 - The best in this kind are but shadows ; and the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them.
Halaman 4 - War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it; Making it momentany as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Halaman 55 - 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 78 - When winds are blowing strong. The traveller slaked His thirst from rill or gushing fount, and thanked The Naiad. Sunbeams, upon distant hills • Gliding apace, with shadows in their train, Might, with small help from fancy, be transformed Into fleet Oreads sporting visibly.
Halaman 45 - 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 17 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla. lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla. lullaby: Never harm, Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby. Weaving spiders, come not here; Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence! Beetles black, approach not near; Worm nor snail, do no offence.
Halaman 13 - 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.