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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... Marry will I kneel and repeat it ; I will stand , and so shall Trinculo . Enter Ariel , invisible . Cal . As I told thee before , I am subject to a tyrant ; A sorcerer , that by his cunning hath cheated me Of the island . Ari . Thou ...
... Marry will I kneel and repeat it ; I will stand , and so shall Trinculo . Enter Ariel , invisible . Cal . As I told thee before , I am subject to a tyrant ; A sorcerer , that by his cunning hath cheated me Of the island . Ari . Thou ...
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... Marry , sir , the letter very orderly ; having nothing but the word , noddy , for my pains . Pro . Beshrew me , but you have a quick wit . Speed . And yet it cannot overtake your slow purse . Pro . Come , come , open the matter in brief ...
... Marry , sir , the letter very orderly ; having nothing but the word , noddy , for my pains . Pro . Beshrew me , but you have a quick wit . Speed . And yet it cannot overtake your slow purse . Pro . Come , come , open the matter in brief ...
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... Marry , sir , so painted , to make her fair , that no man counts of her beauty . [ beauty . Val . How esteemest thou me ! I account of her Speed . You never saw her since she was deformed . Val . How long hath she been deformed ? Speed ...
... Marry , sir , so painted , to make her fair , that no man counts of her beauty . [ beauty . Val . How esteemest thou me ! I account of her Speed . You never saw her since she was deformed . Val . How long hath she been deformed ? Speed ...
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... Marry , after they closed in earnest , they parted very fairly in jest . Speed . But shall she marry him ? Laun . No. Speed . How then ? shall he marry her ? Laun . No , neither . Speed . What , are they broken ? Laun . No , they are ...
... Marry , after they closed in earnest , they parted very fairly in jest . Speed . But shall she marry him ? Laun . No. Speed . How then ? shall he marry her ? Laun . No , neither . Speed . What , are they broken ? Laun . No , they are ...
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... Marry , the son of my grandfather . Laun . O illiterate loiterer ! it was the son of thy grandmother : this proves that thou canst not read . Speed . Come , fool , come : try me in thy paper . Laun . There ; and St. Nicholas be thy ...
... Marry , the son of my grandfather . Laun . O illiterate loiterer ! it was the son of thy grandmother : this proves that thou canst not read . Speed . Come , fool , come : try me in thy paper . Laun . There ; and St. Nicholas be 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...