The Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 2Chapman and Hall, 1866 |
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... Duke of Stapulia and Bernardia , Duke of High and Nether Holborn , Marquis of St. Giles and Tottenham , Count Palatine of Bloomsbury and Clerkenwell , Great Lord of the Cantons of Isling- ton , Kentish - Town , Paddington and Knights ...
... Duke of Stapulia and Bernardia , Duke of High and Nether Holborn , Marquis of St. Giles and Tottenham , Count Palatine of Bloomsbury and Clerkenwell , Great Lord of the Cantons of Isling- ton , Kentish - Town , Paddington and Knights ...
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... Boswell , vol . iii . 406 . ( Warner's translation of the Menæchmi is reprinted by Steevens among Six Old Plays on which Shakespeare founded , & c . , 1779. ) DRAMATIS PERSONE . SOLINUS , duke of Ephesus . ÆGEON THE COMEDY OF ERRORS . 3.
... Boswell , vol . iii . 406 . ( Warner's translation of the Menæchmi is reprinted by Steevens among Six Old Plays on which Shakespeare founded , & c . , 1779. ) DRAMATIS PERSONE . SOLINUS , duke of Ephesus . ÆGEON THE COMEDY OF ERRORS . 3.
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William Shakespeare. DRAMATIS PERSONE . SOLINUS , duke of Ephesus . ÆGEON , a merchant of Syracuse . ANTIPHOLUS * of Ephesus , twin brothers , and sons to Ægeon ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse , and Æmilia . DROMIO of Ephesus , Įtwin brothers ...
William Shakespeare. DRAMATIS PERSONE . SOLINUS , duke of Ephesus . ÆGEON , a merchant of Syracuse . ANTIPHOLUS * of Ephesus , twin brothers , and sons to Ægeon ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse , and Æmilia . DROMIO of Ephesus , Įtwin brothers ...
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... Duke's palace . Enter Duke , ÆGEON , Gaoler , Officers , and other Attendants . Ege . Proceed , Solinus , to procure my fall , And by the doom of death end woes and all . Duke . Merchant of Syracusa , plead no more ; I am not partial to ...
... Duke's palace . Enter Duke , ÆGEON , Gaoler , Officers , and other Attendants . Ege . Proceed , Solinus , to procure my fall , And by the doom of death end woes and all . Duke . Merchant of Syracusa , plead no more ; I am not partial to ...
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... Duke . Well , Syracusian , say , in brief , the cause Why thou departed'st from thy native home , And for what cause thou cam'st to Ephesus . Ege . A heavier task could not have been impos'd Than I to speak my griefs unspeakable : Yet ...
... Duke . Well , Syracusian , say , in brief , the cause Why thou departed'st from thy native home , And for what cause thou cam'st to Ephesus . Ege . A heavier task could not have been impos'd Than I to speak my griefs unspeakable : Yet ...
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Page 410 - 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 236 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit ; Tu-who...
Page 278 - 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 236 - A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl: Tu-who; Tu-whit, To-who'- A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Page 399 - 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.
Page 354 - How like a fawning publican he looks ! I hate him for he is a Christian ; But more, for that, in low simplicity, He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice.
Page 312 - 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 378 - I am a Jew. 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.
Page 278 - That very time I saw, (but thou couldst 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 282 - CHORUS. Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.