The Works of Shakespear: The tempest. A midsummer-night's dream. The two gentlemen of Verona. The merry wives of Windsor |
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الصفحة 225
Slen . Ay , it is no matter . Pist . How now , Mephostophilus ? Slen . Ay , it is no
matter . Nym . Slice , I say ; pauca , pauca : flice , that's my humour . Slen .
Where's Simple , my man ? can you tell , coufin ? Eva . Peace : I pray you : now
let us ...
Slen . Ay , it is no matter . Pist . How now , Mephostophilus ? Slen . Ay , it is no
matter . Nym . Slice , I say ; pauca , pauca : flice , that's my humour . Slen .
Where's Simple , my man ? can you tell , coufin ? Eva . Peace : I pray you : now
let us ...
الصفحة 228
Slen . I hope , Sir , I will do , as it shall become one that would do reason . Eva .
Nay , Got's lords and his ladies , you must speak poslitable , if you can carry her
your delires to wards her . Shal . That you must ; will you , upon good dowry ,
Slen .
Slen . I hope , Sir , I will do , as it shall become one that would do reason . Eva .
Nay , Got's lords and his ladies , you must speak poslitable , if you can carry her
your delires to wards her . Shal . That you must ; will you , upon good dowry ,
Slen .
الصفحة 229
Slen . No , I thank you , forsooth , heartily ; I am Anne . The dinner attends you ,
Sir . Slen . I am not a - hungry , I thank you , forsooth . Go , Sirrah , for all you are
my man , go wait upon my cousin Shallow : ( Exit Simple . ) A Justice of peace ...
Slen . No , I thank you , forsooth , heartily ; I am Anne . The dinner attends you ,
Sir . Slen . I am not a - hungry , I thank you , forsooth . Go , Sirrah , for all you are
my man , go wait upon my cousin Shallow : ( Exit Simple . ) A Justice of peace ...
الصفحة 230
Slen . I'll eat nothing , I thank you , Sir . Page . By cock and pye , you shall not
chuse , Sir ; come , come . Slen . Nay , , pray you , lead the way . Page . Come on
, Sir . Slen . Mistress Anne , yourself shall go first . Anne . Not I , Sir ; pray you ,
keep ...
Slen . I'll eat nothing , I thank you , Sir . Page . By cock and pye , you shall not
chuse , Sir ; come , come . Slen . Nay , , pray you , lead the way . Page . Come on
, Sir . Slen . Mistress Anne , yourself shall go first . Anne . Not I , Sir ; pray you ,
keep ...
الصفحة 273
Slen . Ay , that I will , come cut and long - tail , under the degree of a Squire . Shal
. He will make you a hundred and fifty pounds jointure , Anne . Good master
Shallow , let him woo for himfelf . Shal . Marry , I thank you for it ; I thank you for
that .
Slen . Ay , that I will , come cut and long - tail , under the degree of a Squire . Shal
. He will make you a hundred and fifty pounds jointure , Anne . Good master
Shallow , let him woo for himfelf . Shal . Marry , I thank you for it ; I thank you for
that .
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الصفحة 86 - 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...
الصفحة 146 - 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.
الصفحة 109 - 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, To have my love to bed, and to arise ; And pluck the wings from painted butterflies To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes : Nod to him, elves, and do him courtesies.
الصفحة 134 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact :' One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
الصفحة 69 - O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here ! How beauteous mankind is ! O brave new world, That has such people in't ! Pros.
الصفحة 64 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew...
الصفحة 134 - The lunatic, the lover and the poet Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold; That is the madman. The lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt. The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven, And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation, and a name.
الصفحة 93 - The ox hath therefore stretch'd his yoke in vain, The ploughman lost his sweat, and the green corn Hath rotted, ere his youth attain'da beard: The fold stands empty in the drowned field, And crows are fatted with the murrain flock; The nine men's morris* is fill'd up with mud ; And the quaint mazes in the wanton green, For lack of tread, are undistinguishable...
الصفحة 29 - ... the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things: For no kind of traffic Would I admit; no name of magistrate; Letters should not be known ; riches, poverty, And use of service, none; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none; No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil; No occupation; all men idle, all, And women too, but innocent and pure : No sovereignty— Seb.
الصفحة 36 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.