Tempest. Winter's taleGinn, Heath, & Company, 1881 |
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... CAMILLO and ARCHIDAMUS . Arch . If you shall chance , Camillo , to visit Bohemia , on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot , you shall see , as I have said , great difference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia . Cam ...
... CAMILLO and ARCHIDAMUS . Arch . If you shall chance , Camillo , to visit Bohemia , on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot , you shall see , as I have said , great difference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia . Cam ...
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... CAMILLO , and Attendants . Polix . Nine changes of the watery star 1 have been The shepherd's note since we have left our throne Without a burden : time as long again Would be fill'd up , my brother , with our thanks ; 5 " Come within ...
... CAMILLO , and Attendants . Polix . Nine changes of the watery star 1 have been The shepherd's note since we have left our throne Without a burden : time as long again Would be fill'd up , my brother , with our thanks ; 5 " Come within ...
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... Camillo , But that's past doubt , you have , or your eye - glass Is thicker that a cuckold's horn ; or heard , - For , to a vision so apparent , rumour - Cannot be mute ; or thought , for cogitation - Resides not in that man that does ...
... Camillo , But that's past doubt , you have , or your eye - glass Is thicker that a cuckold's horn ; or heard , - For , to a vision so apparent , rumour - Cannot be mute ; or thought , for cogitation - Resides not in that man that does ...
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... Camillo , and I hate thee ; Pronounce thee a gross lout , a mindless slave ; Or else a hovering temporizer , 45 that Canst with thine eyes at once see good and evil , Inclining to them both were my wife's liver Infected as her life ...
... Camillo , and I hate thee ; Pronounce thee a gross lout , a mindless slave ; Or else a hovering temporizer , 45 that Canst with thine eyes at once see good and evil , Inclining to them both were my wife's liver Infected as her life ...
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... Camillo . Cam . Polix . What is the news i ' the Court ? Cam . Hail , most royal sir ! None rare , my lord . Polix . The King hath on him such a countenance As he had lost some province , and a region 158 ACT I. THE WINTER'S TALE .
... Camillo . Cam . Polix . What is the news i ' the Court ? Cam . Hail , most royal sir ! None rare , my lord . Polix . The King hath on him such a countenance As he had lost some province , and a region 158 ACT I. THE WINTER'S TALE .
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Antigonus Anto Ariel Autolycus beseech Bohemia brother C. M. Ingleby Caliban called Camillo CLEOMENES Collier's second folio Cymbeline daughter didst doth Duke of Milan Dyce e'er Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father Ferd FLORIZEL fool foot-note give Gonza Gonzalo Hanmer Hark hath hear heart Heavens Herm Hermione honour in't King lady Leon Leontes Lettsom look lord master meaning Milan Mira monster Naples Nature never o'er old text on't original lacks original reads Pandosto passage Paul Paulina Perdita play Poet Poet's Polix Polixenes pr'ythee pray Prince probably Pros Prospero Queen repeatedly SCENE Sebas seems sense Shakespeare shalt Shep shepherd ship Sicilia sleep speak speech spirit Steph Stephano strange swear sweet Sycorax thee there's thine thing thou art thou dost thought Trin Trinculo Twelfth Night Walker wife Winter's Tale word
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Страница 94 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war; to the dread, rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt; the strong-bas'd promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck'd up The pine and cedar.
Страница 218 - Her pure and eloquent blood Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought, That one might almost say her body thought.
Страница 45 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
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Страница 31 - em. Caliban. I must eat my dinner. This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother, Which thou tak'st from me. When thou earnest first, Thou strok'dst me and mad'st much of me, wouldst give me Water with berries in't, and teach me how To name the bigger light, and how the less, That burn by day and night : and then I lov'd thee, And show'd thee all the qualities o' th' isle, The fresh springs, brine-pits, barren place and fertile.
Страница 216 - The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The crown-imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one ! O, these I lack, To make you garlands of, and my sweet friend, To strew him o'er and o'er.