The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities : with a Memoir, and Essay on His Genius, Jilid 2Jewett, 1857 |
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Halaman 19
... mistress shewed me thee , and thy dog , and thy mouth . Trin . Stephano , - Ste . Doth thy other mouth call me ? Mercy ! mercy ! This is a devil , and no monster : I will leave him ; I have no long spoon . Trin . Stephano : -if thou ...
... mistress shewed me thee , and thy dog , and thy mouth . Trin . Stephano , - Ste . Doth thy other mouth call me ? Mercy ! mercy ! This is a devil , and no monster : I will leave him ; I have no long spoon . Trin . Stephano : -if thou ...
Halaman 20
... mistress , which I serve , quickens what ' s dead , And makes my labors pleasures : Oh , she is Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed ; And he's composed of harshness . I must remove Some thousands of these logs , and pile ...
... mistress , which I serve , quickens what ' s dead , And makes my labors pleasures : Oh , she is Ten times more gentle than her father's crabbed ; And he's composed of harshness . I must remove Some thousands of these logs , and pile ...
Halaman 21
... mistress , dearest , And I thus humble ever . Mira . My husband , then ? Fer . Ay , with a heart as willing As bondage e'er of freedom : here's my hand . Mira . And mine , with my heart in ' t : And now farewell , Till half an hour ...
... mistress , dearest , And I thus humble ever . Mira . My husband , then ? Fer . Ay , with a heart as willing As bondage e'er of freedom : here's my hand . Mira . And mine , with my heart in ' t : And now farewell , Till half an hour ...
Halaman 47
... mistress , a thousand good- Speed . That she is not so fair , as ( of you ) well morrows . favored . Speed . O , ' give ye good even ! here's a million Val . I mean , that her beauty is exquisite , but of manners . her favor infinite ...
... mistress , a thousand good- Speed . That she is not so fair , as ( of you ) well morrows . favored . Speed . O , ' give ye good even ! here's a million Val . I mean , that her beauty is exquisite , but of manners . her favor infinite ...
Halaman 49
... Mistress ? Speed . Master , Sir Thurio frowns on you . Val . Ay , boy , it's for love . Speed . Not of you . Val . Of my mistress , then . Speed . ' T were good , you knocked him . Sil . Servant , you are sad . Val . Indeed , madam , I ...
... Mistress ? Speed . Master , Sir Thurio frowns on you . Val . Ay , boy , it's for love . Speed . Not of you . Val . Of my mistress , then . Speed . ' T were good , you knocked him . Sil . Servant , you are sad . Val . Indeed , madam , I ...
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1st Lord Angelo Antonio art thou Beat Benedick better Biron Bohemia Boyet brother Caius Caliban Claud Claudio COSTARD daughter dost doth Dromio ducats Duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear fool Ford Friar gentle gentleman give grace Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honor husband Illyria Isab Kath King knave lady Laun Leon Leonato look Lucio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master Master Doctor mistress Moth never night Padua Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pr'y thee pray prince Proteus Puck Rosalind Scene servant Shakspeare shew Shylock Signior sing Sir Toby speak Speed swear sweet tell there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio tongue Tranio troth true wife woman word
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Halaman 362 - Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved 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.
Halaman 60 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired' be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness; And, being helped, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling: To her let us garlands bring.