Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Twelfth night. Measure for measure. Much ado about nothing. Midsummer night's dreamT. Cadell, 1833 |
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... beating by Sebastian . MEASURE FOR MEASURE . 1. The Duke appointing Angelo as his deputy in his absence . 2. Claudio and Juliet brought before Angelo . 3. Isabella and Lucio pleading with Angelo for the life of Claudio . 4. Isabella's ...
... beating by Sebastian . MEASURE FOR MEASURE . 1. The Duke appointing Angelo as his deputy in his absence . 2. Claudio and Juliet brought before Angelo . 3. Isabella and Lucio pleading with Angelo for the life of Claudio . 4. Isabella's ...
Strana 17
... beat my tabor ; At which , like unback'd colts , they prick'd their ears , Advanced their eyelids , lifted up their noses , As they smelt music . At last I left them I'the filthy mantled pool beyond your cell , There dancing up to the ...
... beat my tabor ; At which , like unback'd colts , they prick'd their ears , Advanced their eyelids , lifted up their noses , As they smelt music . At last I left them I'the filthy mantled pool beyond your cell , There dancing up to the ...
Strana 61
... beat him . SIR TO . Do , cuff him soundly , but never draw thy sword . " ACT . III . S. 4 . " SIR AND . Now , sir , have I met you again ? there's for you . ( Beats him . ) SEB . Why , there ' s for thee , and there , and there : Are ...
... beat him . SIR TO . Do , cuff him soundly , but never draw thy sword . " ACT . III . S. 4 . " SIR AND . Now , sir , have I met you again ? there's for you . ( Beats him . ) SEB . Why , there ' s for thee , and there , and there : Are ...
Strana 61
... beating by SEBASTIAN . " ORS . Here is my hand ; you shall from this time be Your master's mistress . ( A temporary throne has been erected in OLIVIA's garden , ' al fresco , as the Italian hath it , ' for ORSINO to receive VIOLA in her ...
... beating by SEBASTIAN . " ORS . Here is my hand ; you shall from this time be Your master's mistress . ( A temporary throne has been erected in OLIVIA's garden , ' al fresco , as the Italian hath it , ' for ORSINO to receive VIOLA in her ...
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... BEAT . I wonder , that you will still be talking , Signior Benedick ; nobody marks you . BENE . What , my dear lady Disdain ! are you yet living ? BEAT . Is it possible disdain should die , while she hath such meet food to feed it as ...
... BEAT . I wonder , that you will still be talking , Signior Benedick ; nobody marks you . BENE . What , my dear lady Disdain ! are you yet living ? BEAT . Is it possible disdain should die , while she hath such meet food to feed it as ...
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1ST WATCH ACT I. S. Angelo ANTONIO and SEBASTIAN arbour ARIEL art thou BEAT Beatrice Borachio Borachio's confession brother Cadell Strand CALIBAN Cesario CLAUD Clown daughter Demetrius disguised DOGB Don John Don Pedro dost Duke EGEUS escape with EGLAMOUR eyes FABIAN fair Hero Ferdinand FRANK HOWARD give hath Helena HERMIA Hermia's flight honour husband ISAB Isabella Julia KING ladyship LAUNCE LEON Leonato letter and ring London Published lord LUCIO Lysander madam Malvolio MARIA Mariana marry Midsummer Nights dream Milan MIRANDA monsieur Nymphs OBERON and TITANIA Olivia ORSINO sending VIOLA Pedro and Claudio PLATES play pray PROS PROSPERO Proteus Provost PUCK purse QUINCE Ragozine receive VIOLA ring to SILVIA saving of VIOLA Signior Benedick sing Sir Andrew Aguecheek SIR TOBY BELCH SPEED spirit STEPHANO SYCORAX taking leave tell thee THESEUS thine Thisby Thurio Trinculo Twelfth Night Valentine villain الله
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Strana 17 - 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, pronounced 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.
Strana 61 - A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Strana 61 - Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on : Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive, If you will lead these graces to the grave And leave the world no copy.
Strana 13 - I'd divide, And burn in many places ; on the top-mast. The yards, and bowsprit, would I flame distinctly, Then meet, and join. Jove's lightnings, the precursors O' the dreadful thunder-claps, more momentary And sight-out-running were not.
Strana 61 - Too well what love women to men may owe : In faith, they are as true of heart as we. My father had a daughter loved a man, As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. » Duke. And what's her history ? Vio. A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i...
Strana 13 - If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them : The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out.