Select Plays; A Midsummer Night's DreamClarendon Press, 1879 - 147 halaman |
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... fear Creep into acorn - cups and hide them there . Fai . Either I mistake your shape and making quite , Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite Call'd Robin Goodfellow : are not you he That frights the maidens of the villagery ...
... fear Creep into acorn - cups and hide them there . Fai . Either I mistake your shape and making quite , Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite Call'd Robin Goodfellow : are not you he That frights the maidens of the villagery ...
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... Fear not , my lord , your servant shall do so . SCENE II . Another part of the wood . Enter TITANIA , with her train . [ Exeunt . Tita . Come , now a roundel and a fairy song ; Then , for the third part of a minute , hence ; Some to ...
... Fear not , my lord , your servant shall do so . SCENE II . Another part of the wood . Enter TITANIA , with her train . [ Exeunt . Tita . Come , now a roundel and a fairy song ; Then , for the third part of a minute , hence ; Some to ...
Halaman 22
... fear : Therefore no marvel though Demetrius Do , as a monster , fly my presence thus . What wicked and dissembling glass of mine Made me compare with Hermia's sphery eyne ? But who is here ? Lysander ! on the ground ! Dead ? or asleep ...
... fear : Therefore no marvel though Demetrius Do , as a monster , fly my presence thus . What wicked and dissembling glass of mine Made me compare with Hermia's sphery eyne ? But who is here ? Lysander ! on the ground ! Dead ? or asleep ...
Halaman 23
... fear : Methought a serpent eat my heart away , And you sat smiling at his cruel prey . Lysander ! what , removed ? Lysander ! lord ! 150 What , out of hearing ? gone ? no sound , no word ? Alack , where are you ? speak , an if ACT II ...
... fear : Methought a serpent eat my heart away , And you sat smiling at his cruel prey . Lysander ! what , removed ? Lysander ! lord ! 150 What , out of hearing ? gone ? no sound , no word ? Alack , where are you ? speak , an if ACT II ...
Halaman 24
... fear . No ? then I well perceive you are not nigh : Either death or you I'll find immediately . [ Exit . ACT III . SCENE I. The wood . Titania lying asleep . Enter QUINCE , SNUG , BOTTOM , FLUTE , SNOUT , and STARVELING . Bot . Are we ...
... fear . No ? then I well perceive you are not nigh : Either death or you I'll find immediately . [ Exit . ACT III . SCENE I. The wood . Titania lying asleep . Enter QUINCE , SNUG , BOTTOM , FLUTE , SNOUT , and STARVELING . Bot . Are we ...
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Halaman 14 - No night is now with hymn or carol blest : Therefore the moon, the governess of floods, Pale in her anger, washes all the air, That rheumatic diseases do abound : And thorough this distemperature we see The seasons alter : hoary-headed frosts Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose, And on old Hiems' thin and icy crown An odorous chaplet of sweet summer buds Is, as in mockery, set.
Halaman 71 - That it should come to this! But two months dead - nay, not so much, not two So excellent a king, that was to this Hyperion to a satyr, so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.
Halaman 3 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.
Halaman 63 - Now the hungry lion roars, And the wolf behowls the moon; Whilst the heavy ploughman snores, All with weary task fordone. Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud.
Halaman 71 - And strait conjunction with this sex ; for either He never shall find out fit mate, but such As some misfortune brings him, or mistake ; Or whom he wishes most shall seldom gain Through her perverseness, but shall see her gain'd By a far worse ; or, if she love, withheld By parents ; or his happiest choice too late Shall meet, already link'd and wedlock-bound To a fell adversary, his hate or shame : Which infinite calamity shall cause To human life, and household peace confound.
Halaman 8 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
Halaman 69 - And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are an hundred and thirty years: few and evil have the days of the years of my life been, and have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.
Halaman 14 - 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 comes From our debate, from our dissension; We are their parents and original.
Halaman 28 - Be kind and courteous to this gentleman ; Hop in his walks, and gambol in his eyes ; Feed him with apricocks and dewberries, -. With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries. The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees, And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes...
Halaman 136 - And overcome us like a summer's cloud, Without our special wonder ? You make me strange Even to the disposition that I...