Midsummer night's dream ; Merchant of Venice ; As you like it ; Taming of the shrew ; All's well that ends well ; Twelfth-night ; Winter's taleJacob Tonson, within Grays-Inn Gate, next Grays-Inn Lane, 1709 |
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... holds the loved Boy , Crowns him with Flowers , and makes him all her Joy : And now they never meet in Grove , or ... hold their Hips , and loffe , And waxen in their Mirth , and neeze and fwear , A merrier Hour was never wafted there ...
... holds the loved Boy , Crowns him with Flowers , and makes him all her Joy : And now they never meet in Grove , or ... hold their Hips , and loffe , And waxen in their Mirth , and neeze and fwear , A merrier Hour was never wafted there ...
482 ÆäÀÌÁö
... holds the Chace ; The Dove purfues the Griffin , the mild Hind Makes speed to catch the Tyger . Bootless speed ! When Cowardize purfues , and Valour flies . Dem . I will not stay thy Questions , let me go ; Or if you follow me , do not ...
... holds the Chace ; The Dove purfues the Griffin , the mild Hind Makes speed to catch the Tyger . Bootless speed ! When Cowardize purfues , and Valour flies . Dem . I will not stay thy Questions , let me go ; Or if you follow me , do not ...
493 ÆäÀÌÁö
... hold his Fingers thus ; and through the Cranny fhall Pyramus and Thisby whisper . Quin . If that may be , then all is well . Come , fit down every Mother's Son , and rehearse your Parts . Pyramus you begin ; when you have spoken your ...
... hold his Fingers thus ; and through the Cranny fhall Pyramus and Thisby whisper . Quin . If that may be , then all is well . Come , fit down every Mother's Son , and rehearse your Parts . Pyramus you begin ; when you have spoken your ...
496 ÆäÀÌÁö
... hold'st up thy hand . O let me kiss This Princess of pure white , this feal of Bliss . Hel . O Spight , O Hell , I fee you are all bent To fet against me , for your Merriment : If you were civil , and knew Courtefie , You would not do ...
... hold'st up thy hand . O let me kiss This Princess of pure white , this feal of Bliss . Hel . O Spight , O Hell , I fee you are all bent To fet against me , for your Merriment : If you were civil , and knew Courtefie , You would not do ...
498 ÆäÀÌÁö
... hold the fweet Jeft up : This fport well carried , fhall be chronicled . If you have any Pity , Grace , or Manners , ` You would not make me fuch an Argument : But fare ye well , ' tis partly mine own fault , Which Death or Abfence foon ...
... hold the fweet Jeft up : This fport well carried , fhall be chronicled . If you have any Pity , Grace , or Manners , ` You would not make me fuch an Argument : But fare ye well , ' tis partly mine own fault , Which Death or Abfence foon ...
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616 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven. And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.
514 ÆäÀÌÁö - Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide.
528 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
619 ÆäÀÌÁö - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
908 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
474 ÆäÀÌÁö - That very time I saw (but thou could'st 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...
819 ÆäÀÌÁö - But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed?
778 ÆäÀÌÁö - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
559 ÆäÀÌÁö - I first imparted my love to you, I freely told you all the wealth I had ran in my veins; but I should have told you that I had less than nothing, being in debt.
530 ÆäÀÌÁö - About my moneys, and my usances : Still have I borne it with a patient shrug ; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe : You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help : Go to, then : you come to me, and you say, Shylock) we would have moneys...