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Antipholus Aquitain ARMADO BERTRAM Biron Boyet chain COMEDY OF ERRORS Cost Costard Count dear didst dost thou doth Dromio ducats Duke Dull Dumain Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit fair father fear fool forsworn gentle gentleman GENTLEMEN OF VERONA give gone grace hath hear heart Heaven honour husband Julia Kath King knave lady LAFEU Laun Launce letter live Longaville look lord Love's Lucetta madam maid Marry mistress Moth Narbon Nath ne'er never oaths pardon PAROLLES Pompey poor praise pray Prin princess quoth ring Rosaline Rousillon SCENE servant Shakspere Silvia sir Proteus sirrah speak Speed sweet Syracuse tell thank thee There's thine thou art thou hast Thurio tongue unto Valentine villain virginity wench wife word worthy youth
Seite 208 - Subtle as Sphinx; as sweet and musical As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; And when love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
Seite 280 - They say miracles are past ; and we have our philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar, things supernatural and causeless. Hence is it that we make trifles of terrors ; ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear.
Seite 41 - The current that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage ; But when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with the enamell'd stones...
Seite 192 - Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book ; he hath not eat paper, as it were ; he hath not drunk ink : his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts...
Seite 244 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Seite 242 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Seite 259 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope ; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Seite 22 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day, Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! He-enter PANTHINO.
Seite 172 - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch The other turns to a mirth-moving jest, Which his fair tongue, conceit's expositor, Delivers in such apt and gracious words That aged ears play truant at his tales And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.