Cumberland's British Theatre: With Remarks, Biographical and Critical, 6 tomasGeorge Daniel, John Cumberland J. Cumberland, 1826 |
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... Fair sir , you spit on me , on Wednesday last ; You spurned me such a day ; another time You call'd me dog ; and for these courtesies I'll lend you thus much monies ; " and did we not know in what superstitious abhorrence the Jews were ...
... Fair sir , you spit on me , on Wednesday last ; You spurned me such a day ; another time You call'd me dog ; and for these courtesies I'll lend you thus much monies ; " and did we not know in what superstitious abhorrence the Jews were ...
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... fair , and , fairer than that word , Of wond'rous virtues ; sometimes from her eyes I did receive fair speechless messages ; Her name is Portia ; nothing undervalued To Cato's daughter , Brutus ' Portia . Nor is the wide world ignorant ...
... fair , and , fairer than that word , Of wond'rous virtues ; sometimes from her eyes I did receive fair speechless messages ; Her name is Portia ; nothing undervalued To Cato's daughter , Brutus ' Portia . Nor is the wide world ignorant ...
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... fair departure . Ner . Do you not remember , lady , in your father's time , a Venetian , a scholar , and a soldier , that came hither in company of the Marquis of Montferrat ? Por . Yes , yes , it was Bassanio , as I think , so he was ...
... fair departure . Ner . Do you not remember , lady , in your father's time , a Venetian , a scholar , and a soldier , that came hither in company of the Marquis of Montferrat ? Por . Yes , yes , it was Bassanio , as I think , so he was ...
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... fair , good Signior ; Your worship was the last man in our mouths . Ant . Shylock- ( c . ) albeit I neither lend nor borrow , By taking , nor by giving of excess , Yet , to supply the ripe wants of my friend , I'll break a custom . Is ...
... fair , good Signior ; Your worship was the last man in our mouths . Ant . Shylock- ( c . ) albeit I neither lend nor borrow , By taking , nor by giving of excess , Yet , to supply the ripe wants of my friend , I'll break a custom . Is ...
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... Fair sir , you spit on me on Wednesday last ; You spurn'd me such a day ; another time You call'd me - dog ; and for these courtesies I'll lend you thus much monies . " Ant . I am as like to call thee so again , To spit on thee again ...
... Fair sir , you spit on me on Wednesday last ; You spurn'd me such a day ; another time You call'd me - dog ; and for these courtesies I'll lend you thus much monies . " Ant . I am as like to call thee so again , To spit on thee again ...
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Anne Appius arms Bass Bassanio Belin Belinda Bell Bellmont better Beverley Cæsar Caius Gracchus Cato Cato's Citizens Claud Claudius Cordelia daughter dear Decemvirs Dentatus Drusus ducats Duke Edgar Enter Exeunt Exit eyes Falstaff father fear Flac Ford give Glost GLOSTER gods Grac Gratiano hand hast hath hear heart heaven honest honour husband Icil Icilius JAMES SHERIDAN KNOWLES Juba Kent king KING LEAR Lady Restless Laun Lear Licin Licinia Lictors Livia look lord Lucius ma'am madam Marc Marcia Marcus master doctor Mistress never night Numitorius Opimius Porcius pray Roman Rome SCENE Sempronius Senate Servia Sext Shal Shylock Sir John Restless slave Slen soul speak sure sword Syph Syphax Tattle tears tell thee there's thing Vettius Virginia virtue What's wife word
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54 psl. - Nay, take my life and all, pardon not that : You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
20 psl. - Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help : Go to, then ; you come to me, and you say ' Shylock, we would have moneys...
36 psl. - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age. and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crash of worlds.
11 psl. - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad : It wearies me ; you say it wearies you ; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me. That I have much ado to know myself.
13 psl. - I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano ; A stage where every man must play a part, And mine a sad one.
50 psl. - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news ; and we'll talk with them too, Who loses, and who wins ; who's in, who's out ; And take...
1 psl. - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
36 psl. - Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man. Eternity ! thou pleasing, dreadful thought ! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes and changes must we pass ! The wide, the unbounded prospect lies before me ; But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it.
18 psl. - Yes, to smell pork ; to eat of the habitation which your prophet the Nazarite conjured the devil into. I will buy with you, sell with you, talk with you, walk with you, and so following ; but I will not eat with you, drink with you, nor pray with you.
14 psl. - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.