The Works of William Shakespeare: Much ado about nothing. Love's labour's lost. A midsummer-night's dream. The merchant of Venice. As you like it

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Macmillan, 1863

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Seite 407 - As benefits forgot: Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not. Heigh-ho! sing, &c. Duke S. If that you were the good Sir Rowland's son, As you have whisper'd faithfully you were, And as mine eye doth his effigies witness Most truly limn'd and living in your face,
Seite 282 - Par. If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions: I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching. 15
Seite 433 - he went but forth to wash him in the Hellespont and being taken with the cramp was drowned: and the foolish chroniclers of that age found it was ' Hero of Sestos.' But these are all lies: men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Seite 389 - and two or three Lords, like foresters. Duke S. Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court ? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam,
Seite 406 - in his time plays many parts, His acls being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. 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
Seite 398 - forest. Enter AMIENS, JAQUES, and others. SONG. Ami. Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Jaq. More, more, I prithee, more. Ami. It will make you melancholy, Monsieur Jaques.
Seite 199 - Ff. 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. Her. If then true lovers have been ever cross'd, It stands as an
Seite 345 - show likest God's When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy; 195 And that same prayer doth teach us
Seite 345 - To do a great right, do a little wrong, And curb this cruel devil of his will. Par. It must not be; there is no power in Venice Can alter a decree established: 'Twill be recorded for a precedent, 215 And many an error, by the same example, Will rush into the state: it cannot be.
Seite 406 - first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. 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

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