The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities : with a Memoir, and Essay on His Genius, Volume 2Jewett, 1857 |
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... beating in my mind , ) your reason For raising this sea - storm ? Pro . Know thus far forth.- not ; ( So dear the love my people bore me ; ) nor set A mark so bloody on the business ; but With colors fairer painted their foul ends . In ...
... beating in my mind , ) your reason For raising this sea - storm ? Pro . Know thus far forth.- not ; ( So dear the love my people bore me ; ) nor set A mark so bloody on the business ; but With colors fairer painted their foul ends . In ...
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... beat the surges under him , And. Gon . Therefore , my lord , - Alon . I pr'y thee , spare . Gon . Well , I have done : But yet — Seb . He will be talking . Ant . Which of them , he , or Adrian , for a good wager , first begins to crow ...
... beat the surges under him , And. Gon . Therefore , my lord , - Alon . I pr'y thee , spare . Gon . Well , I have done : But yet — Seb . He will be talking . Ant . Which of them , he , or Adrian , for a good wager , first begins to crow ...
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William Shakespeare. I saw him beat the surges under him , And ride upon their backs ; he trod the water , Whose enmity he flung aside , and breasted The surge most swoln that met him ; his bold head ' Bove the contentious waves he kept ...
William Shakespeare. I saw him beat the surges under him , And ride upon their backs ; he trod the water , Whose enmity he flung aside , and breasted The surge most swoln that met him ; his bold head ' Bove the contentious waves he kept ...
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... beat him , - Ste . Come , kiss . Trin . — but that the poor monster's in drink ; Cal . These be fine things , an if they be not An abominable monster ! sprites . Cal . I'll shew thee the best springs ; I'll 19 ACT II . SCENE II . TEMPEST .
... beat him , - Ste . Come , kiss . Trin . — but that the poor monster's in drink ; Cal . These be fine things , an if they be not An abominable monster ! sprites . Cal . I'll shew thee the best springs ; I'll 19 ACT II . SCENE II . TEMPEST .
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... Beat him enough : after a little time , I'll beat him too . Ste . Stand further . - Come , proceed . Cal . Why , as I told thee , ' t is a custom with him I ' the afternoon to sleep : there thou mayst brain him , Having first seized his ...
... Beat him enough : after a little time , I'll beat him too . Ste . Stand further . - Come , proceed . Cal . Why , as I told thee , ' t is a custom with him I ' the afternoon to sleep : there thou mayst brain him , Having first seized his ...
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1st Lord Angelo Antonio art thou Beat Benedick better Biron Bohemia Boyet brother Caius Caliban Claud Claudio COSTARD daughter dost doth Dromio ducats Duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear fool Ford Friar gentle gentleman give grace Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honor husband Illyria Isab Kath King knave lady Laun Leon Leonato look Lucio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master Master Doctor mistress Moth never night Padua Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pr'y thee pray prince Proteus Puck Rosalind Scene servant Shakspeare shew Shylock Signior sing Sir Toby speak Speed swear sweet tell there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio tongue Tranio troth true What's wife woman word
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Página 362 - Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Página 60 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired' be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness; And, being helped, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling: To her let us garlands bring.