Chamber's household edition of the dramatic works of William Shakespeare, ed. by R. Carruthers and W. Chambers, الجزء 28،المجلد 3 |
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الصفحة 66
... sweet constraint , and will for ever Do thee all rights of service . Dia . Ay , so you serve us Till we serve you : but when you have our roses , You barely leave our thorns to prick ourselves , And mock us with our bareness . Ber . No ...
... sweet constraint , and will for ever Do thee all rights of service . Dia . Ay , so you serve us Till we serve you : but when you have our roses , You barely leave our thorns to prick ourselves , And mock us with our bareness . Ber . No ...
الصفحة 68
... sweet a lady . Second Lord . Especially he hath incurred the everlasting displeasure of the king , who had even tuned his bounty to sing happiness to him . I will tell you a thing , but you shall let it dwell darkly with you . First ...
... sweet a lady . Second Lord . Especially he hath incurred the everlasting displeasure of the king , who had even tuned his bounty to sing happiness to him . I will tell you a thing , but you shall let it dwell darkly with you . First ...
الصفحة 70
... sweet for the king's tartness . Here's his lordship now . Enter BERTRAM . How now , my lord , is't not after midnight ? Ber . I have to - night despatched sixteen businesses , a month's length a - piece , by an abstract of success : I ...
... sweet for the king's tartness . Here's his lordship now . Enter BERTRAM . How now , my lord , is't not after midnight ? Ber . I have to - night despatched sixteen businesses , a month's length a - piece , by an abstract of success : I ...
الصفحة 77
... sweet use make of what they hate , When saucy trusting of the cozen'd thoughts Defiles the pitchy night ! so lust doth play With what it loathes , for that which is away : Laf . Whether dost thou profess thyself a knave or SCENE IV ...
... sweet use make of what they hate , When saucy trusting of the cozen'd thoughts Defiles the pitchy night ! so lust doth play With what it loathes , for that which is away : Laf . Whether dost thou profess thyself a knave or SCENE IV ...
الصفحة 78
... sweet as sharp . We must away ; Our wagon is prepar'd , and time revives us : ' All's well that ends well : ' still the fine's the crown ; " Whate'er the course , the end is the renown . [ Exeunt . SCENE V. - Rousillon . A Room in the ...
... sweet as sharp . We must away ; Our wagon is prepar'd , and time revives us : ' All's well that ends well : ' still the fine's the crown ; " Whate'er the course , the end is the renown . [ Exeunt . SCENE V. - Rousillon . A Room in the ...
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Armado BERTRAM Biron Boyet Clown Cost COSTARD Count Countess dear Demetrius doth Duke Dumain Egeus Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy faith favour folio fool friends gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Helena Hermia Hippolyta honour Illyria Kath King knave lady LAFEU letter lion Longaville look love's Love's Labour's Lost lovers Lysander madam maid Malvolio MARIA marry master mistress Monsieur moon Moth never night oath Oberon old copies Olivia Parolles PHILOSTRATE play Pompey praise pray princess Puck Pyramus Quin Re-enter Rosaline Rousillon SCENE Second Lord Shakespeare shew sing Sir Andrew Sir Toby SIR TOBY BELCH speak swear sweet tell thee There's Theseus thine things Thisby thou art thou hast Tita Titania tongue true Twelfth Night VIOLA word youth
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الصفحة 70 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipped them not, and our crimes would despair, if they were not cherished by our virtues.
الصفحة 91 - When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
الصفحة 29 - O, mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear ; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low : Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers' meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
الصفحة 13 - Making it momentary 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.
الصفحة 24 - 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.
الصفحة 7 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
الصفحة 36 - A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i...
الصفحة 35 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O ! prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, • On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O ! where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there.