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... In the novel , on which Othello is founded , Iago is described as a young handsome man . 54 A Guinea - hen was a cant term for a woman of easy vir- tne . the balance 55 of our lives had not one scale SC . III . 35 THE MOOR OF VENICE .
... In the novel , on which Othello is founded , Iago is described as a young handsome man . 54 A Guinea - hen was a cant term for a woman of easy vir- tne . the balance 55 of our lives had not one scale SC . III . 35 THE MOOR OF VENICE .
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... woman to consist in four points ; that is , to be a shrew in the kit- chen , a saint in the church , an angel at board , and an ape in the bed ; as the chronicle reports by mistress Shore , paramour to King Edward the Fourth . " There ...
... woman to consist in four points ; that is , to be a shrew in the kit- chen , a saint in the church , an angel at board , and an ape in the bed ; as the chronicle reports by mistress Shore , paramour to King Edward the Fourth . " There ...
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... woman indeed 22 ! one , that , in the authority 19 Critical , i . e . censorious , or cynical . 20 A similar thought occurs in The Puritan : - " The excuse stuck upon my tongue like ship - pitch upon a mariner's gown . " 21 The quarto ...
... woman indeed 22 ! one , that , in the authority 19 Critical , i . e . censorious , or cynical . 20 A similar thought occurs in The Puritan : - " The excuse stuck upon my tongue like ship - pitch upon a mariner's gown . " 21 The quarto ...
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... woman hath found him already . Rod . I cannot believe that in her ; she is full of most bless'd condition 41 . Iago . Bless'd fig's end ! the wine she drinks is made of grapes : if she had been bless'd , she would never have lov'd the ...
... woman hath found him already . Rod . I cannot believe that in her ; she is full of most bless'd condition 41 . Iago . Bless'd fig's end ! the wine she drinks is made of grapes : if she had been bless'd , she would never have lov'd the ...
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... woman , dear my Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse , steals trash 20 ; ' tis something , nothing ; ' Twas mine , ' tis his , and has been slave to thousands 21 ; But he that filches from me my good name , Robs ...
... woman , dear my Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse , steals trash 20 ; ' tis something , nothing ; ' Twas mine , ' tis his , and has been slave to thousands 21 ; But he that filches from me my good name , Robs ...
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Antony Antony and Cleopatra BELARIUS Brabantio Cæsar call'd Cassio Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Cloten Cœs Cymbeline Cyprus death Desdemona dost doth Egypt Emil EMILIA ENOBARBUS Enter Eros Exeunt Exit eyes farewell fear folio reads fortune give gods GUIDERIUS hand hath hear heart heaven honest honour Iach Iachimo Iago Imogen Iras is't Julius Cæsar kiss lady Lepidus look lord madam Malone Mark Antony means Measure for Measure Mess Michael Cassio misprint mistress Moor never night noble Octavia old copy reads Othello passage Pisanio Plutarch Pompey Post Posthumus Pr'ythee pray quarto reads queen Roderigo Roman Rome SCENE Shakespeare soldier soul speak speech Steevens sword thee There's thing thou art thou hast thought Troilus and Cressida Venice villain What's wife word
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Sida 45 - Twere now to be most happy ; for, I fear, My soul hath her content so absolute, That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Sida 202 - Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with them : the oars were silver; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat, to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description : she did lie In her pavilion...
Sida 62 - Drunk? and speak parrot? and squabble? swagger? swear? and discourse fustian with one's own shadow? O thou invisible spirit of wine! if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil.
Sida 79 - Tis not to make me jealous To say my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, Is free of speech, sings, plays and dances well ; Where virtue is, these are more virtuous ; Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt ; For she had eyes, and chose me.
Sida 165 - Nay, but this dotage of our general's O'erflows the measure : those his goodly eyes, That o'er the files and musters of the war Have glow'd like plated Mars; now bend, now turn The office and devotion of their view Upon a tawny front...
Sida 311 - Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me: Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar...
Sida 26 - I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love, And she in mine. Duke. Say it, Othello. Oth. Her father lov'd me ; oft invited me ; Still question'd me the story of my life, From year to year, — the battles, sieges, fortunes, That I have pass'd. I ran it through, even from my boyish days To the very moment that he bade me tell it : Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field ; Of hairbreadth scapes i...
Sida 119 - Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live, or bear no life ; The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up...
Sida 202 - So many mermaids, tended her i' the eyes, And made their bends adornings : at the helm A seeming mermaid steers ; the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her ; and Antony, Enthron'd in the market-place, did sit alone, Whistling to the air ; which, but for vacancy Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too, And made a gap in nature.
Sida 27 - She'd come again, and with a greedy ear Devour up my discourse: Which I observing, Took once a pliant hour; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart, That I would all my pilgrimage dilate...