The Dramatic Works of ShakespeareFleischer, 1824 - 830 pages |
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Page 50
... enter Mrs FORD , with two Servants . Mrs Ford . Go , sirs , take the basket again on your shoulders ; your master is hard at door ; if he bid you set it down , obey him : quickly , despatch ! [ Exit . 1 Serv . Come , come , take it up ...
... enter Mrs FORD , with two Servants . Mrs Ford . Go , sirs , take the basket again on your shoulders ; your master is hard at door ; if he bid you set it down , obey him : quickly , despatch ! [ Exit . 1 Serv . Come , come , take it up ...
Page 52
... Enter BARDolph . Bard . Out , alas , sir ! cozenage ! mere cozenage ! Host . Where be my horses ? speak well of them , varletto ! Bard . Run away with the cozeners ! for so soon as I came beyond Eton , they threw me off , from behind ...
... Enter BARDolph . Bard . Out , alas , sir ! cozenage ! mere cozenage ! Host . Where be my horses ? speak well of them , varletto ! Bard . Run away with the cozeners ! for so soon as I came beyond Eton , they threw me off , from behind ...
Page 53
... Enter FORD . How now , master Brook ? Master Brook , the matter will be known to - night , or never . Be you in the park about midnight , atHernes ' oak , and you shall see wonders . Ford . Went you not to her yesterday , sir , as you ...
... Enter FORD . How now , master Brook ? Master Brook , the matter will be known to - night , or never . Be you in the park about midnight , atHernes ' oak , and you shall see wonders . Ford . Went you not to her yesterday , sir , as you ...
Page 68
... Enter OLIVIA and VIOLA . Fab . Here he comes with your niece : give them way , till he take leave , and presently after him ! Sir To . I will meditate the while upon some horrid message for a challenge . [ Exeunt Sir Toby , Fabian , and ...
... Enter OLIVIA and VIOLA . Fab . Here he comes with your niece : give them way , till he take leave , and presently after him ! Sir To . I will meditate the while upon some horrid message for a challenge . [ Exeunt Sir Toby , Fabian , and ...
Page 71
... Enter OLIVIA and a Priest . me , Oli Blame not this haste of mine ! If you mean well , Now with go and with this holy man , Into the chantry by : there , before him , And underneath that consecrated roof , Plight me the full assurance ...
... Enter OLIVIA and a Priest . me , Oli Blame not this haste of mine ! If you mean well , Now with go and with this holy man , Into the chantry by : there , before him , And underneath that consecrated roof , Plight me the full assurance ...
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Page 307 - Richard ; no man cried, God save him; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, — His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience ; — That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Page 289 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 267 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Page 254 - We still have judgement here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor. This even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips. He's here in double trust; First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, Strong both against the deed; then, as his host, Who should against his murderer shut the door, Not bear the knife myself.