The Works of William Shakespeare: The comedy of errors. Much ado about nothing. Love's labour's lost. A midsummer-night's dream. The merchant of VeniceChapman and Hall, 1866 |
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... master ! Sure , Luciana , it is two o'clock . Luc . Perhaps some merchant hath invited him , And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner . Good sister , let us dine , and never fret : A man is master of his liberty : Time is their ...
... master ! Sure , Luciana , it is two o'clock . Luc . Perhaps some merchant hath invited him , And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner . Good sister , let us dine , and never fret : A man is master of his liberty : Time is their ...
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... master now at hand ? Dro . E. Nay , he's at two hands with me , and that my two ears can witness . Adr . Say , didst thou speak with him ? know'st thou his mind ? Dro . E. Ay , ay , he told his mind upon mine ear : Beshrew his hand , I ...
... master now at hand ? Dro . E. Nay , he's at two hands with me , and that my two ears can witness . Adr . Say , didst thou speak with him ? know'st thou his mind ? Dro . E. Ay , ay , he told his mind upon mine ear : Beshrew his hand , I ...
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... master : " I know , " quoth he , " no house , no wife , no mistress . " So that my errand , due unto my tongue , I thank him , I bear home upon my shoulders ; For , in conclusion , he did beat me there . Adr . Go back again , thou slave ...
... master : " I know , " quoth he , " no house , no wife , no mistress . " So that my errand , due unto my tongue , I thank him , I bear home upon my shoulders ; For , in conclusion , he did beat me there . Adr . Go back again , thou slave ...
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... master , tell me . Ant . S. Yea , dost thou jeer and flout me in the teeth ? Think'st thou I jest ? Hold , take thou that , and that . [ Beating him . Dro . S. Hold , sir , for God's sake ! now your jest is earnest : Upon what bargain ...
... master , tell me . Ant . S. Yea , dost thou jeer and flout me in the teeth ? Think'st thou I jest ? Hold , take thou that , and that . [ Beating him . Dro . S. Hold , sir , for God's sake ! now your jest is earnest : Upon what bargain ...
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... master , am not I ? ( 42 ) Ant . S. I think thou art in mind , and so am I. Dro . S. Nay , master , both in mind and in my shape . Ant . S. Thou hast thine own form . Dro . S. No , I am an ape . Luc . If thou art chang'd to aught ...
... master , am not I ? ( 42 ) Ant . S. I think thou art in mind , and so am I. Dro . S. Nay , master , both in mind and in my shape . Ant . S. Thou hast thine own form . Dro . S. No , I am an ape . Luc . If thou art chang'd to aught ...
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Strona 236 - 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, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Strona 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.
Strona 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.
Strona 400 - 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.
Strona 310 - I had, but man is but a patch'd fool, if he will offer to say what methought I had. The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.