The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, in Ten Volumes: Measure for measure. Comedy of errors. Merchant of Venice. As you like itCollins & Hannay, 1823 |
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... Orla . Go apart , Adam , and thou shalt hear how he will shake me up . Oli . Now , sir ! what make you here ? : Orla . Nothing I am not taught to make any thing .. Oli . What mar you then , sir ? Orla . Marry , sir , I am helping you AS ...
... Orla . Go apart , Adam , and thou shalt hear how he will shake me up . Oli . Now , sir ! what make you here ? : Orla . Nothing I am not taught to make any thing .. Oli . What mar you then , sir ? Orla . Marry , sir , I am helping you AS ...
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... Orla . Shall I keep your hogs , and eat husks with them ? What prodigal portion have I spent , that I should come to such penury ? Oli . Know you where you are , sir ? Orla . O , sir , very well : here in your orchard . Oli . Know you ...
... Orla . Shall I keep your hogs , and eat husks with them ? What prodigal portion have I spent , that I should come to such penury ? Oli . Know you where you are , sir ? Orla . O , sir , very well : here in your orchard . Oli . Know you ...
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... Orla . I will no further offend you than becomes me for my good . Oli . Get you with him , you old dog . Adam . Is old dog my reward ? Most true , I have lost my teeth in your service . - God be with my old master ! he would not have ...
... Orla . I will no further offend you than becomes me for my good . Oli . Get you with him , you old dog . Adam . Is old dog my reward ? Most true , I have lost my teeth in your service . - God be with my old master ! he would not have ...
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... Orla . I attend them , with all respect and duty . Ros . Young man , have you challenged Charles the wrestler ? Orla . No , fair princess ; he is the general challen- ger : I come but in , as others do , to try with him the strength of ...
... Orla . I attend them , with all respect and duty . Ros . Young man , have you challenged Charles the wrestler ? Orla . No , fair princess ; he is the general challen- ger : I come but in , as others do , to try with him the strength of ...
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... Orla . Yes , I beseech your grace ; I am not yet well breathed . Duke F. How dost thou , Charles ? Le Beau . He cannot speak , my lord . Duke F. Bear him away.— What is thy name young man ? [ CHARLES is borne out . ] Orla . Orlando , my ...
... Orla . Yes , I beseech your grace ; I am not yet well breathed . Duke F. How dost thou , Charles ? Le Beau . He cannot speak , my lord . Duke F. Bear him away.— What is thy name young man ? [ CHARLES is borne out . ] Orla . Orlando , my ...
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ABHORSON Ansaldo Antipholus Antonio Bass Bassanio Bawd bear bond brother Clau Claudio Clown COMEDY OF ERRORS death doth Dromio Duke F Egeon Enter Ephesus Escal Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fool fortune friar Ganymede gentle Giannetto give grace Gratiano hath hear heart heaven hither honour husband Isab Jessica JOHNSON justice lady Laun Launcelot live look lord Angelo Lorenzo Lucio maid marry master Measure for Measure merchant MERCHANT OF VENICE mercy mistress Nerissa never Orla Orlando pardon Phebe Pompey poor Portia pr'ythee pray Prov Provost quintain ring Rosalind Salan Salar SCENE Shakespeare Shylock sister soul speak STEEVENS swear sweet Syracuse tell thank thee There's thing thou art thou hast thousand ducats to-morrow Touch unto Venice WARBURTON what's wife woman word youth
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Sida 248 - With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes , And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion ; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing.
Sida 247 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
Sida 45 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods...
Sida 173 - He hath disgraced me and hindered me of half a million ; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies! and what's his reason? I am a Jew ! Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions?
Sida 201 - THE moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise ; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Sida 202 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Sida 271 - Farewell, monsieur traveller : Look, you lisp, and wear strange suits ; disable all the benefits of your own country ; be out of love with your nativity, and almost chide God for making you that countenance you are ; or I will scarce think you have swam in a...
Sida 234 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Sida 12 - That to the observer doth thy history Fully unfold. Thyself and thy belongings Are not thine own so proper, as to waste Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee. Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd But to fine issues ; nor Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines Herself the glory of a creditor,...
Sida 173 - Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? if you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian,...