The Temple Shakespeare, Volumen40J.M. Dent and Company, 1906 |
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... dead , but this thy printed worth , Tels thy Spectators , that thou went'st but forth To enter with applause . An Actor's Art Can dye , and live , to acte a second part . That's but an Exit of Mortalitie ; This , a Re - entrance to a ...
... dead , but this thy printed worth , Tels thy Spectators , that thou went'st but forth To enter with applause . An Actor's Art Can dye , and live , to acte a second part . That's but an Exit of Mortalitie ; This , a Re - entrance to a ...
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... dead man's nose : but I do see ' t and feel't , As you feel doing thus ; and see withal The instruments that feel . If it be so , We need no grave to bury honesty : There's not a grain of it the face to sweeten Of the whole dungy earth ...
... dead man's nose : but I do see ' t and feel't , As you feel doing thus ; and see withal The instruments that feel . If it be so , We need no grave to bury honesty : There's not a grain of it the face to sweeten Of the whole dungy earth ...
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... dead . Leon . Apollo's angry ; and the heavens themselves Do strike at my injustice . [ Hermione faints . ] How now there ! Paul . This news is mortal to the queen : look down And see what death is doing . Leon . Take her hence : Her ...
... dead . Leon . Apollo's angry ; and the heavens themselves Do strike at my injustice . [ Hermione faints . ] How now there ! Paul . This news is mortal to the queen : look down And see what death is doing . Leon . Take her hence : Her ...
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... dead , and vengeance for ' t Not dropp'd down yet . First Lord . 200 The higher powers forbid ! Paul . I say she's dead , I'll swear ' t . If word nor oath Prevail not , go and see : if you can bring Tincture or lustre in her lip , her ...
... dead , and vengeance for ' t Not dropp'd down yet . First Lord . 200 The higher powers forbid ! Paul . I say she's dead , I'll swear ' t . If word nor oath Prevail not , go and see : if you can bring Tincture or lustre in her lip , her ...
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... dead bodies of my queen and son : One grave shall be for both ; upon them shall The causes of their death appear , unto Our shame perpetual . Once a day I'll visit The chapel where they lie , and tears shed there 240 Shall be my ...
... dead bodies of my queen and son : One grave shall be for both ; upon them shall The causes of their death appear , unto Our shame perpetual . Once a day I'll visit The chapel where they lie , and tears shed there 240 Shall be my ...
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Admetus Alcestis Antigonus Apollo Autolycus babe ballad bastard bear behold Ben Jonson beseech blessing blood Bohemia brother Camillo CARBONADOED child clamour Cleo Cleomenes and Dion Clown colour comfort court dare daughter dead death Delphos Deucalion DISCASE dost Enter Leontes Exeunt Exit eyes fardel father fear Florizel Folio follow gentleman George Buck give grace gracious hath hear heart heavens hence Hermione honest honour I'ld king kiss lady Leon live look lord LOZEL madam Mamillius Methinks mistress never o'er oracle Pandosto Paul Paulina Perdita PLACKETS play Polixenes poor pray prince prithee queen Re-enter Scene Servant Shakespeare Shep shepherd Sicilia sing sorrow speak stand stay swear sweet tell thee there's thine thing Third Gent thou art thou hast thought thy hand tongue true twere wife Winter's Tale ΑΔ ΗΡ
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Página 84 - I'd have you do it ever ; when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : when you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, and own No other function : each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
Página 85 - This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever Ran on the green-sward : nothing she does or seems But smacks of something greater than herself, Too noble for this place.
Página 81 - Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean, But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Página 77 - Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way, And merrily hent the stile-a; A merry heart goes all the day, Your sad tires in a mile-a.
Página ix - Videlicet Pope ! He said further to Drummond, Shakspeare wanted art, and sometimes sense ; for in one of his plays he brought in a number of men, saying they had suffered shipwreck in Bohemia, where is no sea near by a hundred miles.
Página 81 - Sir, the year growing ancient, Not yet on summer's death, nor on the birth Of trembling winter, the fairest flowers o...