A Midsummer-night's DreamHoughton, Mifflin, 1903 - 100 páginas |
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... follow you . 100 110 120 [ Exeunt all but Lysander and Hermia . Lys . How now , my love ! why is your cheek so pale ? How chance the roses there do fade so fast ? 106. I'll avow it before his face . = 129 110. spotted wicked . Cf ...
... follow you . 100 110 120 [ Exeunt all but Lysander and Hermia . Lys . How now , my love ! why is your cheek so pale ? How chance the roses there do fade so fast ? 106. I'll avow it before his face . = 129 110. spotted wicked . Cf ...
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... follows me . Hel . The more I love , the more he hateth me . Her . His folly , Helena , is no fault of mine . Hel . None , but your beauty : would that fault were mine ! 200 210 Her . Take comfort : he no more shall see my face ...
... follows me . Hel . The more I love , the more he hateth me . Her . His folly , Helena , is no fault of mine . Hel . None , but your beauty : would that fault were mine ! 200 210 Her . Take comfort : he no more shall see my face ...
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... follow me no more . [ Exit . Hel . You draw me , you hard - hearted adamant ; 180 190 175. A common way of expressing a voyage round the world . " The idea and expression were probably derived from the old plans of the world , in which ...
... follow me no more . [ Exit . Hel . You draw me , you hard - hearted adamant ; 180 190 175. A common way of expressing a voyage round the world . " The idea and expression were probably derived from the old plans of the world , in which ...
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... follow you . Dem . Do I entice you ? do I speak you fair ? Or , rather , do I not in plainest truth Tell you , I do not , nor I cannot love you ? Hel . And even for that do I love you the more . I am your spaniel ; and , Demetrius , The ...
... follow you . Dem . Do I entice you ? do I speak you fair ? Or , rather , do I not in plainest truth Tell you , I do not , nor I cannot love you ? Hel . And even for that do I love you the more . I am your spaniel ; and , Demetrius , The ...
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... follow me , do not believe But I shall do thee mischief in the wood . Hel . Ay , in the temple , in the town , the field , You do me mischief . Fie , Demetrius ! Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex : We cannot fight for love , as men ...
... follow me , do not believe But I shall do thee mischief in the wood . Hel . Ay , in the temple , in the town , the field , You do me mischief . Fie , Demetrius ! Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex : We cannot fight for love , as men ...
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Página 76 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
Página 24 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music ? Puck.
Página 17 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's 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 dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Página 11 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind ; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind...
Página 24 - 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.
Página 85 - The best in this kind are but shadows ; and the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them.
Página 92 - That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream, Now are frolic ; not a mouse Shall disturb this hallow'd house : I am sent with broom before, To sweep the dust behind the door.
Página 7 - War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it; Making it momentany as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Página 93 - If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended: That you have but slumbered here While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend.
Página 22 - The nine men's morris* is fill'd up with mud ; And the quaint mazes in the wanton green, For lack of tread, are undistinguishable...