The Temple Shakespeare, Volume 37J.M. Dent and Company, 1901 |
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Accost Andrew Aguecheek Antonio Attendants better blood bosom brother BROWNIST catch Cesario Clown COCKATRICE Comedy of Errors comes Count Orsino's coxcomb cross-gartered CUCULLUS Curio cypress dear devil dost thou doth drink Duke Enter Maria Enter Olivia Enter Sir Toby excellent Exit eyes Fabian fair faith falconry Farewell favour fellow Folio fool galliard gentle gentleman give hand hang hath heart heaven hither hold Illyria Jove knave lady legs lord madam madonna Malvolio Marry matter Middle Temple mistress never niece Olivia's house Orsino pavin PENTHESILEA play pray prithee Re-enter Maria rogue Scene servant Shakespeare's Sings Sir Toby Belch Sir Topas smile soul speak steward swear sweet tell thee there's thine thou art thou hast thyself troth Twelfth Night valour What's wise word yellow stockings youth
Popular passages
Page 44 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Page 43 - Too old, by heaven : let still the woman take An elder than herself : so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart : For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are.
Page 25 - O sir, I will not be so hard-hearted ; I will give out divers schedules of my beauty : it shall be inventoried ; and every particle, and utensil...
Page 35 - tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter; What's to come is still unsure: In delay there lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure. 202 Sir And. A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight. Sir To. A contagious breath. Sir And. Very sweet and contagious, i
Page 44 - O, fellow, come, the song we had last night. Mark it, Cesario, it is old and plain ; The spinsters and the knitters in the sun And the free maids that weave their thread with bones Do use to chant it : it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Page 13 - That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. Enough ! no more : 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before. O spirit of love ! how quick and fresh art thou, That, notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth as the sea...
Page 35 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low. Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Page 13 - If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again! it had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odor!