The Complete Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 6Jefferson Press, 1907 |
From inside the book
Results 1-5 of 39
Page 5
... keep fresh And lasting in her sad remembrance . DUKE . O , she that hath a heart of that fine frame To pay this debt of love but to a brother , How will she love , when the rich golden shaft Hath kill'd the flock of all affections else ...
... keep fresh And lasting in her sad remembrance . DUKE . O , she that hath a heart of that fine frame To pay this debt of love but to a brother , How will she love , when the rich golden shaft Hath kill'd the flock of all affections else ...
Page 12
... keep my hand dry . But what's your jest ? MAR . A dry jest , sir . SIR AND . Are you full of them ? MAR . Ay , sir , I have them at my fingers ' ends : marry , now I let go your hand , I am barren . [ Exit . SIR TO . O knight , thou ...
... keep my hand dry . But what's your jest ? MAR . A dry jest , sir . SIR AND . Are you full of them ? MAR . Ay , sir , I have them at my fingers ' ends : marry , now I let go your hand , I am barren . [ Exit . SIR TO . O knight , thou ...
Page 26
... keep it in . I heard you were saucy at my gates , and allowed your approach rather to wonder at you than to hear you . If you be not mad , be gone ; if you have reason , be brief : ' t is not that time of moon with me to make one in so ...
... keep it in . I heard you were saucy at my gates , and allowed your approach rather to wonder at you than to hear you . If you be not mad , be gone ; if you have reason , be brief : ' t is not that time of moon with me to make one in so ...
Page 30
... keep your purse : My master , not myself , lacks recompense . Love make his heart of flint that you shall love ; And let your fervour , like my master's , be Placed in contempt ! Farewell , fair cruelty . OLI . " What is your parentage ...
... keep your purse : My master , not myself , lacks recompense . Love make his heart of flint that you shall love ; And let your fervour , like my master's , be Placed in contempt ! Farewell , fair cruelty . OLI . " What is your parentage ...
Page 33
... keep in ; therefore it charges me in manners the rather to express myself . You must know of me then , Antonio , my name is Sebastian , which I called Roderigo . My father was that Sebastian of Messaline , whom I know you have heard of ...
... keep in ; therefore it charges me in manners the rather to express myself . You must know of me then , Antonio , my name is Sebastian , which I called Roderigo . My father was that Sebastian of Messaline , whom I know you have heard of ...
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
Abhorson Bandello Barnardine bawd bear-baiting better brother Brownist Cesario Cinthio CLAUD Claudio Clown death devil dost thou doth DUKE emendation Enter DUKE Enter SIR ESCAL Exeunt Exit eyes Fabian father faults fear fellow Folio reads fool friar GENT gentleman give Gorboduc Grace hang hath hear heart heaven hither honour Illyria infra ISAB Isabel Isabella justice lady leiger Lord Angelo LUCIO madam madonna maid Malvolio MARI MARIA Mariana Marry MAURICE HEWLETT means Measure for Measure mercy mistress moral never offence Olivia original reading Orsino pardon peace Penthesilea play Pompey pray prison prithee PROV provost Re-enter SCENE Sebastian seems sense Shakespeare Sir Andrew Sir Toby Sir Topas sister Sonnet soul speak supra sweet tell thee there's thing thou art thou hast to-morrow tongue Twelfth Night Viola virtue What's woman word youth
Popular passages
Page 3 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Page 24 - Ay, but yet Let us be keen, and rather cut a little, Than fall, and bruise to death : Alas ! this gentleman, Whom I would save, had a most noble father. Let but your honour know...
Page 63 - 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, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world: or to be worse than worst Of those that lawless and incertain thought Imagine howling: — 'tis too horrible!
Page 48 - ... cypress' let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown: A thousand thousand sighs to save. Lay me. O. where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there!
Page 41 - Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer, Would use his heaven for thunder ; Nothing but thunder.
Page 48 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown...
Page 50 - 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.
Page 41 - O ! it is excellent To have a giant's strength ; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant.
Page 120 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Page 5 - 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.