The Works of Shakespeare: the Text Carefully Restored According to the First Editions: Editor's preface; Didication; Commendatory verses; Tempest; Two gentlemen of Verona; Merry wives of Windsor; Twelfth nightJ. Munroe, 1851 |
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Sida xxix
... fair Calliope , whose speaking silence daunts , And she whose praise the heavenly body chants . These jointly woo'd him , envying one another , Obey'd by all as spouse , but lov'd as brother , - And wrought a curious robe , of sable ...
... fair Calliope , whose speaking silence daunts , And she whose praise the heavenly body chants . These jointly woo'd him , envying one another , Obey'd by all as spouse , but lov'd as brother , - And wrought a curious robe , of sable ...
Sida xxx
... fair But chiding fountain , purled : not the air , Nor clouds , nor thunder , but were living drawn ; Not out of common tiffany or lawn , But fine materials , which the muses know , And only know the countries where they grow . Now ...
... fair But chiding fountain , purled : not the air , Nor clouds , nor thunder , but were living drawn ; Not out of common tiffany or lawn , But fine materials , which the muses know , And only know the countries where they grow . Now ...
Sida 2
... Fair was first acted in 1614 , and written perhaps the year before ; the Induction of which has an apparent , though not necessarily ill - natured glance at both The Tempest and Winter's Tale : " If there be never a Servant - mon- ster ...
... Fair was first acted in 1614 , and written perhaps the year before ; the Induction of which has an apparent , though not necessarily ill - natured glance at both The Tempest and Winter's Tale : " If there be never a Servant - mon- ster ...
Sida 14
... fair encour.ter of two most rare affections , " no wonder that he longs to be a man again , like other men , and , with a heart " true to the kindred points of heaven and home , " gladly returns to " The homely sympathy that heeds The ...
... fair encour.ter of two most rare affections , " no wonder that he longs to be a man again , like other men , and , with a heart " true to the kindred points of heaven and home , " gladly returns to " The homely sympathy that heeds The ...
Sida 26
... fair Milan , With all the honours , on my brother : Whereon , A treacherous army levied , one midnight , Fated to the purpose , did Antonio open The gates of Milan ; and , i̇ ' the dead of darkness , The ministers for the purpose ...
... fair Milan , With all the honours , on my brother : Whereon , A treacherous army levied , one midnight , Fated to the purpose , did Antonio open The gates of Milan ; and , i̇ ' the dead of darkness , The ministers for the purpose ...
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ARIEL better Caius Caliban called devil dost doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fairies Falstaff father fool gentle gentlemen Gentlemen of Verona give hath hear heart heaven Henry IV Herne the hunter honour Host HUGH EVANS humour Illyria Julia king knave knight lady Laun Launce lord madam Malvolio Marry master Brook master doctor means Milan mind Mira mistress Ford never Olivia Pist play Poet Poet's pr'ythee pray Prospero Proteus Quick Re-enter SCENE Sebastian servant Shakespeare Shal Silvia Sir Andrew Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir Hugh Sir John Sir John Falstaff Sir Toby Sir TOBY BELCH Slen Slender soul speak Speed spirit sweet Sycorax tell Tempest thee there's thing thou art thou hast Thurio Trin Twelfth Night Valentine Verona Windsor woman word
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Sida 104 - tis true, I must be here confin'd by you, Or sent to Naples : Let me not, Since I have my dukedom got, And pardon'd the deceiver, dwell In this bare island, by your spell ; But release me from my bands, With the help of your good hands ', Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please : Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant ; And my ending is despair, Unless I be reliev'd by prayer ; Which pierces so, that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults....
Sida 92 - gainst my fury Do I take part: the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance: they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further.
Sida 331 - If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy Love.
Sida xxviii - For whilst, to the shame of slow-endeavouring art, Thy easy numbers flow, and that each heart • Hath, from the leaves of thy unvalued book, Those Delphic lines with deep impression took, Then thou, our fancy of itself bereaving, Dost make us marble, with too much conceiving ; And, so sepulchred in such pomp dost lie, That kings for such a tomb would wish to die.
Sida 72 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears, and sometimes voices That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me, that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
Sida 93 - The charm dissolves apace ; And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason.
Sida 93 - Some heavenly music, (which even now I do) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.
Sida 92 - Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war...
Sida 77 - O, it is monstrous! monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i" the ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Sida 92 - By moon-shine do the green-sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites ; and you, whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms ; that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew ; by whose aid (Weak masters though ye be,) I have be-dimm'd The noon-tide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And...