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... Exeunt . ACT II . SCENE I. A hall in LEONATO's house . Enter LEONATO , ANTONIO , HERO , BEATRICE , and others . Leon . Was not Count John here at supper ? Ant . I saw him not . Beat . How tartly that gentleman looks ! I never can see ...
... Exeunt . ACT II . SCENE I. A hall in LEONATO's house . Enter LEONATO , ANTONIO , HERO , BEATRICE , and others . Leon . Was not Count John here at supper ? Ant . I saw him not . Beat . How tartly that gentleman looks ! I never can see ...
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... exeunt all except Don John , Borachio , and Claudio . D. John . Sure my brother is amorous on Hero , and hath withdrawn her father to break with him about it . The ladies follow her , and but one visor remains . Bora . And that is ...
... exeunt all except Don John , Borachio , and Claudio . D. John . Sure my brother is amorous on Hero , and hath withdrawn her father to break with him about it . The ladies follow her , and but one visor remains . Bora . And that is ...
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... is no longer an archer : his glory shall be ours , for we are the only love - gods . Go in with me , and I will tell you my drift . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . Another room in LEONATO's house . Enter 22 [ ACT II . MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING .
... is no longer an archer : his glory shall be ours , for we are the only love - gods . Go in with me , and I will tell you my drift . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . Another room in LEONATO's house . Enter 22 [ ACT II . MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING .
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... Exeunt . SCENE III . LEONATO's garden . Bene . Boy , - Boy . Signior ? Enter BENEDICK and a Boy . Bene . In my chamber - window lies a book : bring it hither to me in the orchard . Boy . I am here already , sir . Bene . I know that ...
... Exeunt . SCENE III . LEONATO's garden . Bene . Boy , - Boy . Signior ? Enter BENEDICK and a Boy . Bene . In my chamber - window lies a book : bring it hither to me in the orchard . Boy . I am here already , sir . Bene . I know that ...
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... Exeunt Hero and Ursula . BEATRICE advances . Beat . What fire is in mine ears ? Can this be true ? Stand I condemn'd for pride and scorn so much ? Contempt , farewell ! and maiden pride , adieu ! No glory lives behind the back of such ...
... Exeunt Hero and Ursula . BEATRICE advances . Beat . What fire is in mine ears ? Can this be true ? Stand I condemn'd for pride and scorn so much ? Contempt , farewell ! and maiden pride , adieu ! No glory lives behind the back of such ...
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Page 315 - 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 of bright gold. There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins : Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in,...
Page 225 - I never may believe These antique fables, nor these fairy toys. Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
Page 353 - When service should in my old limbs lie lame, And unregarded age in corners thrown. Take that ; and He that doth the ravens feed, Yea, providently caters for the sparrow, Be comfort to my age ! Here is the gold ; All this I give you. Let me be your servant : Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty ; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood, Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility ; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty,...
Page 305 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest ; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown : His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings ; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's, When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider...
Page 316 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils : The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Page 365 - Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good life; but in respect that it is a shepherd's life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I like it very well ; but in respect that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now, in respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious. As it is a spare life, look you, it fits my humour well ; but as there is no more plenty in it, it goes much against my stomach.
Page 363 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Page 157 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, 920 Unpleasing to a married ear!
Page 249 - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad : It wearies me ; you say it wearies you ; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know myself.