The Plays of Shakespeare with the Poems, المجلد 1 |
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الصفحة 33
A Room in the Duke ' s Palace . IR . will Enter VALENTINE and PROTEUS . VAL .
Cease to persuade , my loving Proteus ; * Home - keeping youth have ever
homely wits ; b Wer ' t not affection chains thy tender days To the sweet glances
of ...
A Room in the Duke ' s Palace . IR . will Enter VALENTINE and PROTEUS . VAL .
Cease to persuade , my loving Proteus ; * Home - keeping youth have ever
homely wits ; b Wer ' t not affection chains thy tender days To the sweet glances
of ...
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A Room in the Duke ' s Palace . SCENE I . - Milan . An Ante - room. SCENE 1 . —
Milan . Enter VALENTINE and SPEED . SPEED . Sir , your glove . Val . Not mine ;
my gloves are on . SPEED . Why , then this may be yours , for this is but one .
A Room in the Duke ' s Palace . SCENE I . - Milan . An Ante - room. SCENE 1 . —
Milan . Enter VALENTINE and SPEED . SPEED . Sir , your glove . Val . Not mine ;
my gloves are on . SPEED . Why , then this may be yours , for this is but one .
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Sc . 2 , Helena terms Hermia a puppet , where upon the latter exclaims " Puppet !
why so ? Ay , that way goes the game , Now I perceive that she hath made
compare Between our statures . " So too in Massinger ' s play , " The Duke of
Milan ...
Sc . 2 , Helena terms Hermia a puppet , where upon the latter exclaims " Puppet !
why so ? Ay , that way goes the game , Now I perceive that she hath made
compare Between our statures . " So too in Massinger ' s play , " The Duke of
Milan ...
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A Room in the Duke ' s it hath the worser sole . This shoe , with the hole Palace .
in it , is my mother , and this my father . A venEnter VALENTINE , SILVIA , THURIo
, and SPEED , geance on ' t ! there ' t is : now , sir , this staff is my sister ; for ...
A Room in the Duke ' s it hath the worser sole . This shoe , with the hole Palace .
in it , is my mother , and this my father . A venEnter VALENTINE , SILVIA , THURIo
, and SPEED , geance on ' t ! there ' t is : now , sir , this staff is my sister ; for ...
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DUKE . Beshrew me , sir , but if he make this VAL . I know it well , sir ; you always
end ere good , you begin . He is as worthy for an empress ' love , Sil . A fine
volley of words , gentlemen , and As meet to be an emperor ' s counsellor .
quickly ...
DUKE . Beshrew me , sir , but if he make this VAL . I know it well , sir ; you always
end ere good , you begin . He is as worthy for an empress ' love , Sil . A fine
volley of words , gentlemen , and As meet to be an emperor ' s counsellor .
quickly ...
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الصفحة 471 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
الصفحة 374 - 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 310 - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert: drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly. Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
الصفحة 168 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid ; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
الصفحة 3 - I remember the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, "Would he had blotted a thousand," which they thought a malevolent speech.