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afterwards All's Antony and Cleopatra appears Attendants beauty brother Brutus Caesar Capulet Cassius character Claudio Comedy of Errors COMPENDIUM Coriolanus crown Cymbeline daughter death doth drama duke of York Earl eyes Falstaff father fool France Gentlemen of Verona grief Hamlet hast hath heart heaven HISTORICAL SUMMARY honor husband Iago Julius Ccesar King Henry IV King Henry VIII King John King Lear King Richard King Richard III Labor lady Lord Love's Labor's Lost lover Macbeth madness Malone Measure for Measure Merchant of Venice Merry Wives Midsummer-Night's Dream monarch murder nature never noble Officers Othello passion Pericles PERSONS REPRESENTED play poet Portia prince queen Roman Romeo and Juliet says Scene servant Shakespeare Shrew Sir John sleep Soldiers soul supposed sweet Tempest thee thou Titus Andronicus tongue tragedy Troilus and Cressida Twelfth Night uncle Viola wife Winter's Tale Wives of Windsor woman young youth
Page 281 - Romeo, and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish Sun.
Page 255 - I'll example you with thievery: The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea: the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun: The sea's a thief, whose liquid surge resolves The moon into salt tears: the earth's a thief, That feeds and breeds by a composture stolen From general excrement: each thing's a thief; The laws, your curb and whip, in their rough power Have uncheck'd theft.
Page 241 - That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscovered country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of?
Page 251 - 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 233 - A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man.
Page 209 - They bear the mandate ; they must sweep my way, And marshal me to knavery. Let it work ; For 'tis the sport to have the engineer Hoist with his own petar : and 't shall go hard But I will delve one yard below their mines, And blow them at the moon : O, 'tis most sweet, When in one line two crafts directly meet.
Page 323 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Page 226 - 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 226 - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon. With spectacles on nose and pouch on side; His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice. Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all. That ends this strange eventful history. Is second childishness and mere oblivion; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything".