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The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare: With the Corrections and ...
William Shakespeare,Isaac Reed,Samuel Johnson
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Ansaldo Antipholus Antonio Bass Bassanio Bawd bear bond brother Clau Claudio Clown death doth Dromio Duke F Enter Duke Ephesus Escal Exeunt Exit eyes fair father flesh fool fortune friar Ganymede gentle Giannetto give grace Gratiano hath hear heart heaven hither honour husband Isab JEgeon Jessica JOHNSON justice lady Laun Launcelot live look lord Angelo Lorenzo Lucio Macheth maid marry master MEASURE FOR MEASURE merchant MERCHANT OF VENICE merry mistress Nerissa never Orla Orlando pardon Phebe Pompey poor Portia pr'ythee pray Prov Provost ring Rosalind Salan Salar SCENE Shakespeare Shylock signior sister soul speak STEEVENS swear sweet Syracusan Syracuse tell thank thee There's thing thou art thou hast thousand ducats to-morrow Touch unto Venice villain what's wife woman word youth
Page 248 - 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.
Page 197 - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes, Tis mightiest in the mightiest, it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown. His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings: But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice...
Page 31 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Page 238 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Page 253 - Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! &c.
Page 45 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling...
Page 251 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Page 31 - The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace As mercy does.
Page 148 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Page 275 - I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation ; nor the musician's which is fantastical ; nor the courtier's, which is proud ; nor the soldier's, which is ambitious ; nor the lawyer's, which is politic ; nor the lady's, which is nice ; nor the lover's, which is all these : but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and, indeed, the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.