The Plays of Shakespeare with the Poems, المجلد 1 |
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الصفحة 18
... meet it is I set it down . " Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow , As seek to quench the fire of love with words . Luc . I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire ; But qualify the fire's extreme rage , Lest it should burn ...
... meet it is I set it down . " Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow , As seek to quench the fire of love with words . Luc . I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire ; But qualify the fire's extreme rage , Lest it should burn ...
الصفحة 19
... meet , and is most mannerly . But tell me , wench , how will the world repute me , For undertaking so unstaid a journey ? I fear me , it will make me scandalis'd . Luc . If you think so , then stay at home , and go not . a And instances ...
... meet , and is most mannerly . But tell me , wench , how will the world repute me , For undertaking so unstaid a journey ? I fear me , it will make me scandalis'd . Luc . If you think so , then stay at home , and go not . a And instances ...
الصفحة 23
... meet me at the north gate . PRO . Go , sirrah , find him out . Come , Valentine . VAL . O my dear Silvia ! hapless Valentine ! [ Exeunt VALENTINE and PROTEUS . LAUN . I am but a fool , look you ; and yet I have the wit to think my ...
... meet me at the north gate . PRO . Go , sirrah , find him out . Come , Valentine . VAL . O my dear Silvia ! hapless Valentine ! [ Exeunt VALENTINE and PROTEUS . LAUN . I am but a fool , look you ; and yet I have the wit to think my ...
الصفحة 30
... meet we ? PRO . At Saint Gregory's well . THU . Farewell . [ Exeunt THURIO and Musicians . SILVIA appears above , at her window . PRO . Madam , good even to your ladyship . SIL . I thank you for your music , gentlemen : Who is that ...
... meet we ? PRO . At Saint Gregory's well . THU . Farewell . [ Exeunt THURIO and Musicians . SILVIA appears above , at her window . PRO . Madam , good even to your ladyship . SIL . I thank you for your music , gentlemen : Who is that ...
الصفحة 32
... meet you ? SIL . At friar Patrick's cell , Where I intend holy confession . EGL . I will not fail your ladyship : Good morrow , gentle lady . a SCENE IV . - The same . Enter LAUNCE , with his dog . When a man's servant shall play the ...
... meet you ? SIL . At friar Patrick's cell , Where I intend holy confession . EGL . I will not fail your ladyship : Good morrow , gentle lady . a SCENE IV . - The same . Enter LAUNCE , with his dog . When a man's servant shall play the ...
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arms art thou Bardolph Ben Jonson BIRON blood BOLING BOYET called Collier's cousin dead death dost doth duke duke of Hereford earl editions Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear folio omits fool FORD gentle gentleman Gentlemen of Verona give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Henry Holinshed honour humour John Shakespeare Juliet Kate KATH king lady LAUN letter look lord Love's Labour's Lost madam marry master means merry mistress never night noble NURSE old copies passage peace play POINS pray prince Proteus quarto Richard Richard II Romeo SCENE servant Shakespeare SHAL sir John soul speak stand Steevens Stratford sweet tell thee Theseus thine Thomas Nashe thou art thou hast tongue true Tybalt unto villain wife William Shakespeare wilt word
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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.