ancient Armado Baptista Beat Beatrice Benedick Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO Biron Bora BORACHIO Boyet Claud Claudio Cost Costard daughter Demetrius Dogb dost doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy father fool Friar gentle gentleman give grace Gremio hath hear heart Helena Hermia Hero Hippolyta honour Hortensio John JOHNSON Kate Kath Katharine King lady Leon Leonato look lord LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST lovers Lucentio Lysander madam maid MALONE marry master master constable mean mistress moon Moth never night oath Oberon Padua Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pray prince princess Puck Pyramus Queen Quin Re-enter Rosaline SCENE Shakespeare signior sing speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thee Theseus thing Thisby Titania tongue Tranio troth true unto villain Vincentio WARBURTON word
Page 238 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Page 63 - More strange than true. I never may believe These antique fables, nor these fairy toys. 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...
Page 107 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, but let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Page 119 - ... need of such vanity. You are thought here to be the most senseless and fit man for the constable of the watch ; therefore bear you the lantern : This is your charge ; You shall comprehend all vagrom men ; you are to bid any man stand, in the prince's name.
Page 63 - 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 : The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven ; And, as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing A local habitation, and a name.
Page 238 - Tu-who, a merry note, 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.
Page 27 - That very time I saw (but thou could'st not), Flying between the cold moon and the earth, 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.