Love's labour's lost. Midsummer night's dreamPrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
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... true , but so , so . King . Peace . Cost . - be to me , and every man that dares not fight ! King . No words . 230 Cost . of other men's secrets , I beseech you , King . So it is , besieged with sable - coloured melancholy , I did ...
... true , but so , so . King . Peace . Cost . - be to me , and every man that dares not fight ! King . No words . 230 Cost . of other men's secrets , I beseech you , King . So it is , besieged with sable - coloured melancholy , I did ...
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... true it is , I was taken with Jaquenetta , and Jaquenetta is a true girl ; and therefore , Welcome the sour cup of prosperity ! Affliction may one day smile again , and ' till then , Sit thee down , sorrow ! [ Exeunt . SCENE II ...
... true it is , I was taken with Jaquenetta , and Jaquenetta is a true girl ; and therefore , Welcome the sour cup of prosperity ! Affliction may one day smile again , and ' till then , Sit thee down , sorrow ! [ Exeunt . SCENE II ...
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... True . Moth . Why , sir , is this such a piece of study ? Now here is three studied , ere you'll thrice wink : and how easy it is to put years to the word three , and study three years in two words , the dancing horse will tell you ...
... True . Moth . Why , sir , is this such a piece of study ? Now here is three studied , ere you'll thrice wink : and how easy it is to put years to the word three , and study three years in two words , the dancing horse will tell you ...
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... true love , which is falsely attempted Love is a familiar ; love is a devil : there is no evil angel but love . Yet Sampson was so tempted ; and he had an excellent strength : yet was Solomon so seduced ; and he had a very good wit ...
... true love , which is falsely attempted Love is a familiar ; love is a devil : there is no evil angel but love . Yet Sampson was so tempted ; and he had an excellent strength : yet was Solomon so seduced ; and he had a very good wit ...
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... true worthiness : You may not come , fair princess , in my gates ; But here without you shall be so receiv'd , As you shall deem yourself lodg'd in my heart , Though so deny'd fair harbour in my house . Your own good thoughts excuse me ...
... true worthiness : You may not come , fair princess , in my gates ; But here without you shall be so receiv'd , As you shall deem yourself lodg'd in my heart , Though so deny'd fair harbour in my house . Your own good thoughts excuse me ...
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Page 68 - I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was: man is but an ass, if he go about to expound this dream.
Page 24 - 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 79 - The best in this kind are but shadows ; and the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them.
Page 68 - 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.
Page 17 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough briar, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moones sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green : The cowslips tall her pensioners be ; In their gold coats spots you see ; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours : I must go seek some dew-drops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Page 111 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Page 25 - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man. Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit : For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest ; Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor) Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
Page 69 - Subtle as Sphinx; as sweet and musical As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; And, when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
Page 49 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet a union in partition, Two lovely berries moulded on one stem ; So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart : Two of the first, like coats...
Page 5 - The endeavour of this present breath may buy That honour, which shall bate his scythe's keen edge, And make us heirs of all eternity.