The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Том 3G. Kearsley [Printed, 1806 |
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... Stand forth , Demetrius ; -My noble lord , This man hath my consent to marry her : - Stand forth , Lysander ; -and , my gracious duke , This hath bewitch'd the bosom of my child : Thou , thou , Lysander , thou hast given her rhimes ...
... Stand forth , Demetrius ; -My noble lord , This man hath my consent to marry her : - Stand forth , Lysander ; -and , my gracious duke , This hath bewitch'd the bosom of my child : Thou , thou , Lysander , thou hast given her rhimes ...
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... stand centinel . [ Exeunt Fairies . TITANIA sleeps . Enter OBERON . Obe . What thou seest , when thou dost wake , [ Squeezes the flower on TITANIA's eye - lids . Do it for thy true love take ; Love , and languish for his sake : Be it ...
... stand centinel . [ Exeunt Fairies . TITANIA sleeps . Enter OBERON . Obe . What thou seest , when thou dost wake , [ Squeezes the flower on TITANIA's eye - lids . Do it for thy true love take ; Love , and languish for his sake : Be it ...
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... stand forth . Pyr . Thisby , the flowers of odious savours sweet , Quin . Odours , odours . Pyr . odours savours sweet : [ Exit . So doth thy breath , my dearest Thisby dear.- But , hark , a voice ! stay thou but here a while , And by ...
... stand forth . Pyr . Thisby , the flowers of odious savours sweet , Quin . Odours , odours . Pyr . odours savours sweet : [ Exit . So doth thy breath , my dearest Thisby dear.- But , hark , a voice ! stay thou but here a while , And by ...
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... Stand close ; this is the same Athenian . Puck . This is the woman , but not this the man . Dem . O , why rebuke you him that loves you so ? Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe . Her . Now I but chide , but I should use thee worse ...
... Stand close ; this is the same Athenian . Puck . This is the woman , but not this the man . Dem . O , why rebuke you him that loves you so ? Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe . Her . Now I but chide , but I should use thee worse ...
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... Stand aside : the noise they make , Will cause Demetrius to awake . Puck . Then will two , at once , woo one ; That must needs be sport alone : And those things do best please me , That befal preposterously . Enter LYSANDER and HELENA ...
... Stand aside : the noise they make , Will cause Demetrius to awake . Puck . Then will two , at once , woo one ; That must needs be sport alone : And those things do best please me , That befal preposterously . Enter LYSANDER and HELENA ...
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Ansaldo Antonio Aquitain Armado Athens Bass Bassanio Biron blood bond Boyet Cost Costard dear Demetrius doth ducats duke Dull Dumain Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy father fear flesh fool forsworn gentle Giannetto give grace Gratiano hath hear heart heaven Helena Hermia Hippolyta honour Jessica JOHNSON Kath King l'envoy lady Laun Launcelot letter lion Longaville look lord Lorenzo love's LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST lovers Lysander madam marry master MERCHANT OF VENICE mistress moon Moth musick Nath Navarre Nerissa never night o'er oath Oberon PHILOSTRATE play Pompey Portia praise pray princess Puck Pyramus Quin ring Salan Salar SCENE Shakspeare Shylock sleep soul speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thee Theseus thing Thisby thou art thousand ducats Tita Titania told tongue true unto Venice WARBURTON word
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