Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of Windsor. Measure for measure. Comedy of errors. Much ado about nothing. Love's labour's lost. Midsummer night's dream. Merchant of Venice. As you like it. Taming of the shrew. All's well that ends well. Twelfth night. A winter's tale. King John. King Richard II. First and second parts of King Henry IV. King Henry V. First and second parts of King Henry VIG. Routledge & sons, limited, 1875 |
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... Rich garments , linens , stuffs , and necessaries , Which since hath steaded much ; so , of his gentle- Knowing I lov'd my books , he furnish'd me , [ ness , From mine own library , with volumes that I prize above my dukedom . Mira ...
... Rich garments , linens , stuffs , and necessaries , Which since hath steaded much ; so , of his gentle- Knowing I lov'd my books , he furnish'd me , [ ness , From mine own library , with volumes that I prize above my dukedom . Mira ...
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... rich and strange . Sea - nymphs hourly ring his knell : [ Burden , ding - dong . Hark ! now I hear them , —ding - dong , bell . Fer . The ditty does remember my drown'd fa- This is no mortal buisness , nor no sound [ ther : - That the ...
... rich and strange . Sea - nymphs hourly ring his knell : [ Burden , ding - dong . Hark ! now I hear them , —ding - dong , bell . Fer . The ditty does remember my drown'd fa- This is no mortal buisness , nor no sound [ ther : - That the ...
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... rich ends . This my mean task Would be as heavy to me as odious ; but The mistress which I serve quickens what's dead , And makes my labours pleasures : O , she is Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed ; And he's compos'd of ...
... rich ends . This my mean task Would be as heavy to me as odious ; but The mistress which I serve quickens what's dead , And makes my labours pleasures : O , she is Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed ; And he's compos'd of ...
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... rich gift . O Ferdinand , Do not smile at me that I boast her off , For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise , And make it halt behind her . Fer . I do believe it , Against an oracle . Pro . Then , as my gift , and thine own ...
... rich gift . O Ferdinand , Do not smile at me that I boast her off , For thou shalt find she will outstrip all praise , And make it halt behind her . Fer . I do believe it , Against an oracle . Pro . Then , as my gift , and thine own ...
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... rich leas Of wheat , rye , barley , vetches , oats , and pease ; Thy turfy mountains , where live nibbling sheep , And flat meads thatch'd with stover , them to keep ; Thy banks with pioned and twilled brims , Which spongy April at thy ...
... rich leas Of wheat , rye , barley , vetches , oats , and pease ; Thy turfy mountains , where live nibbling sheep , And flat meads thatch'd with stover , them to keep ; Thy banks with pioned and twilled brims , Which spongy April at thy ...
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Page 374 - Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a poor man's son would have lain still, And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you; But you, at your sick service, had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love, And call it cunning. Do, an' if you will ; If heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must.
Page 223 - 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...