A Midsummer Night's DreamMAPLE PRESS PVT Limited, 1912 - 92 Seiten "Reflecting reality through dreams, A Midsummer Night's Dream encompasses a kaleidoscope of incidents. The play opens with the marriage of Theseus and Hippolyta and walks the readers through the complicacies of love between four Athenian lovers"--Page 4 of cover. |
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... blessed they that master so their blood To undergo such maiden pilgrimage ; But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which withering on the virgin thorn Grows , lives , and dies in single blessedness . Her . So will I grow ...
... blessed they that master so their blood To undergo such maiden pilgrimage ; But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which withering on the virgin thorn Grows , lives , and dies in single blessedness . Her . So will I grow ...
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... , wheresoe'er she lies , For she hath blessed and attractive eyes . How came her eyes so bright ? Not with salt tears ; If so , my eyes are oftener wash'd than hers . 90 No , no , I am as ugly as a 32 A Midsummer Night's Dream Act II.
... , wheresoe'er she lies , For she hath blessed and attractive eyes . How came her eyes so bright ? Not with salt tears ; If so , my eyes are oftener wash'd than hers . 90 No , no , I am as ugly as a 32 A Midsummer Night's Dream Act II.
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... Bless thee , Bottom ! bless thee ! thou art translated . Exit . I 125 Bot . I see their knavery ; this is to make an ass of me , to fright me , if they could . But I will not stir from this place , do what they can . will walk up and ...
... Bless thee , Bottom ! bless thee ! thou art translated . Exit . I 125 Bot . I see their knavery ; this is to make an ass of me , to fright me , if they could . But I will not stir from this place , do what they can . will walk up and ...
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... till the eastern gate , all fiery - red , Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams , Turns into yellow gold his salt green streams . 386 390 But , notwithstanding , haste , make no delay . 60 A Midsummer - Night's Dream Act III.
... till the eastern gate , all fiery - red , Opening on Neptune with fair blessed beams , Turns into yellow gold his salt green streams . 386 390 But , notwithstanding , haste , make no delay . 60 A Midsummer - Night's Dream Act III.
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... blessed power . Now , my Titania ; wake you , my sweet queen . Tita . My Oberon ! what visions have I seen ! Methought I was enamour'd of an ass . Obe . There lies your love . Tita . 75 80 How came these things to pass ? O , how mine ...
... blessed power . Now , my Titania ; wake you , my sweet queen . Tita . My Oberon ! what visions have I seen ! Methought I was enamour'd of an ass . Obe . There lies your love . Tita . 75 80 How came these things to pass ? O , how mine ...
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actor art thou Athenian Athens awake bless Bottom Cobweb comedy dance dear death Demetrius dote doth Duke Egeus Enter Robin Goodfellow Exeunt Exit eyes eyne fairy fear flower Flute follow gentle give gleek gone grace hast thou hate hath hear heart Hermia Hippolyta hounds lady lantern lion lish look lord love thee love's lovers Lysander masque Master methinks Midsummer-Night's Dream moon Moonshine mounsieur murrain Mustardseed never Nick Bottom night Night's Dream nine men's morris o'er Oberon Ovid Peaseblossom Peter Quince Ph.D Philostrate play pray Professor of Eng Professor of English prologue Puck Pyramus and Thisby Qq Ff queen Quin Re-enter Robin Goodfellow roar Robin Goodfellow Robin Starveling SCENE scorn Shakespeare sing sixpence a day sleep Snout Snug speak sport Starveling sweet tell Theobald Theseus things Thisby's thou hast thou wak'st Tita Titania tongue true University unto vows wall wood
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Seite 24 - That very time I saw (but thou couldst not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd : a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Seite 93 - That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream, Now are frolic ; not a mouse Shall disturb this hallow'd house : I am sent with broom before, To sweep the dust behind the door.
Seite 21 - These are the forgeries of jealousy: And never, since the middle summer's spring, Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead, By paved fountain or by rushy brook, Or in the beached margent of the sea, To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind, But with thy brawls thou hast disturb'd our sport.
Seite xv - Midsummer Night's Dream, which I had never seen before, nor shall ever again, for it is the most insipid ridiculous play that ever I saw in my life.
Seite 78 - 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. Such tricks hath strong imagination, That, if it would but apprehend some joy, It comprehends some bringer of that joy; Or, in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear ! Hip.
Seite 93 - That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream...
Seite 74 - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen ; man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Seite 9 - 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.
Seite 70 - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew'd, so sanded ; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each. A cry more tuneable Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn, In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly : Judge when you hear.
Seite 53 - All schooldays' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key, As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds Had been incorporate. So we grew together Like to a double cherry, seeming parted But yet an union in partition...