The Complete Works of William ShakespeareAmerican News Company, 1880 - 1097 pages |
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... swear by this bottle how thou camest hither . I escaped upon a butt of sack which the sailors heaved o'erboard , by this bottle ! which I made of the bark of a tree with mine own hands since I was cast ashore . Cal . I'll swear upon ...
... swear by this bottle how thou camest hither . I escaped upon a butt of sack which the sailors heaved o'erboard , by this bottle ! which I made of the bark of a tree with mine own hands since I was cast ashore . Cal . I'll swear upon ...
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... swear myself thy [ subject . Ste . Come on then ; down , and swear . Trin . I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy - headed monster . ster ! I could find in my heart to beat him , - 160 A most scurvy mon- Ste . Come , kiss . Trin ...
... swear myself thy [ subject . Ste . Come on then ; down , and swear . Trin . I shall laugh myself to death at this puppy - headed monster . ster ! I could find in my heart to beat him , - 160 A most scurvy mon- Ste . Come , kiss . Trin ...
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... swear , 100 I am so far from granting thy request That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit , And by and by intend to chide myself Even for this time I spend in talking to thee . Pro . I grant , sweet love , that I did love a lady ; But ...
... swear , 100 I am so far from granting thy request That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit , And by and by intend to chide myself Even for this time I spend in talking to thee . Pro . I grant , sweet love , that I did love a lady ; But ...
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... swear ; praised women's modesty ; and gave such orderly and well - behaved reproof to all uncomeliness , that I would have sworn his disposition would have gone to the truth of his words ; but they do no more adhere and keep place ...
... swear ; praised women's modesty ; and gave such orderly and well - behaved reproof to all uncomeliness , that I would have sworn his disposition would have gone to the truth of his words ; but they do no more adhere and keep place ...
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... swear and play the tyrant . Prov . A bawd of eleven years ' continuance , may it please your honor . Mrs. Ov . My lord , this is one Lucio's inform- ation against me . Mistress Kate Keepdown was with child by him in the duke's time ; he ...
... swear and play the tyrant . Prov . A bawd of eleven years ' continuance , may it please your honor . Mrs. Ov . My lord , this is one Lucio's inform- ation against me . Mistress Kate Keepdown was with child by him in the duke's time ; he ...
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Page 210 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Page 192 - 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, what is his humility ? Revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? Why, revenge. The villany you teach me, I will execute ; and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.
Page 8 - I" the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
Page 536 - God ! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day ; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live.
Page 202 - 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 214 - 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 442 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor ; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in *» Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly...
Page 181 - 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.
Page 193 - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head ? How begot, how nourished ? Reply, reply. It is engender'd in the eyes, With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell ; 70 I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell.
Page 422 - With deaf'ning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude; And, in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king ? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.