The Works of William Shakespeare: In Nine Volumes, Volume 2Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1810 |
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... ! a diamond gone , cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort ! The curse never fell upon our nation till now ; I never felt it till 5 * VOL . 11 . now : -two thousand ducats in that ; and other ACT II . 41 MERCHANT OF VENICE .
... ! a diamond gone , cost me two thousand ducats in Frankfort ! The curse never fell upon our nation till now ; I never felt it till 5 * VOL . 11 . now : -two thousand ducats in that ; and other ACT II . 41 MERCHANT OF VENICE .
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... cost I have bestow'd , In purchasing the semblance of my soul From out the state of hellish cruelty ? This comes too near the praising of myself ; Therefore , no more of it : hear other things.— Lorenzo , I commit into your hands The ...
... cost I have bestow'd , In purchasing the semblance of my soul From out the state of hellish cruelty ? This comes too near the praising of myself ; Therefore , no more of it : hear other things.— Lorenzo , I commit into your hands The ...
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... cost of princes on unworthy shoulders ? Who can come in , and say , that I mean her , When such a one as she , such is her neighbour ? Or what is he of basest function , That says , his bravery is not on my cost , ( Thinking that I mean ...
... cost of princes on unworthy shoulders ? Who can come in , and say , that I mean her , When such a one as she , such is her neighbour ? Or what is he of basest function , That says , his bravery is not on my cost , ( Thinking that I mean ...
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... cost the fresh blood dear : 8 By some illusion see thou bring her here ; I'll charm his eyes , against she do appear . Puck . I go , I go ; look , how I go ; Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow . [ Exit . JOHNSON . [ 6 ] i . e ...
... cost the fresh blood dear : 8 By some illusion see thou bring her here ; I'll charm his eyes , against she do appear . Puck . I go , I go ; look , how I go ; Swifter than arrow from the Tartar's bow . [ Exit . JOHNSON . [ 6 ] i . e ...
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... cost him a thousand pound ere he be cured . Mess . I will hold friends with you , lady . Beat . Do , good friend . Un says , " he whom God had stuffed with so many excellent qualities . " homme bien et ffe , signifies , in French , a ...
... cost him a thousand pound ere he be cured . Mess . I will hold friends with you , lady . Beat . Do , good friend . Un says , " he whom God had stuffed with so many excellent qualities . " homme bien et ffe , signifies , in French , a ...
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The Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 4 William Shakespeare,Henry Irving,Frank A. Marshall No preview available - 2018 |
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Page 34 - With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side'; His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound : Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion ; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing.
Page 33 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And 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
Page 23 - That very time I saw (but thou could'st not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loos'd his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Page 70 - 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...
Page 41 - Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions ? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? if you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? if you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? if we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian,...
Page 22 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath. That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Page 62 - I will be bound to pay it ten times o'er, On forfeit of my hands, my head, my heart : If this will not suffice, it must appear That malice bears down truth. And I beseech you Wrest once the law to your authority : To do a great right, do a little wrong ; And curb this cruel devil of his will.
Page 72 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and I think The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Page 65 - Therefore prepare thee to cut off the flesh. Shed thou no blood, nor cut thou less nor more But just a pound of flesh. If thou tak'st more Or less than a just pound, be it but so much As makes it light or heavy in the substance Or the division of the twentieth part Of one poor scruple, nay, if the scale do turn But in the estimation of a hair, Thou diest, and all thy goods are confiscate.
Page 20 - About my monies, and my usances : Still have I borne it with a patient shrug; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe: You call me — misbeliever, cut-throat dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own.