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Project Gutenberg's Beautiful Stories from Shakespeare, by E. NesbitThis eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and withalmost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away orre-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License includedwith this eBook or online at www. gutenberg. orgTitl... |
. . . . . . . 105 PERICLES . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 119 HAMLET . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 129 CYMBELINE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 141 MACBETH . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 153 THE COMEDY OF ERRORS . . . . . . . . . . . . . 168 THE MERCHANT OF VE... |
. . . . . . . 22 HELENA IN THE WOOD . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 25 TITANIA PLACED UNDER A SPELL . . . . . . . . . 30 TITANIA AWAKES . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 31 PRINCE FERDINAND IN THE SEA . . . . . . . . . . 36 PRINCE FERDINAND SEES MIRANDA . . . . . . . . . 39 PLAYING CHESS . . ... |
. . . . 76 “YOU TOO HAVE BEEN IN LOVE” . . . . . . . . . . 78 CLAUDIA AND HERO . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 86 HERO AND URSULA . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 90 BENEDICK . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 94 FRIAR FRANCIS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 101 ROMEO AND TYBALT FIGHT ... |
. . . . 150 IMOGEN AND LEONATUS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 151 THE THREE WITCHES . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 153 FROM “MACBETH” . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 154 LADY MACBETH . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 157 KING AND QUEEN MACBETH . . . . . . . . . . . . 159 MACBETH AND MACDUFF FIGH... |
. . . . . . . . . . 213 THE DRINK OF WINE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 218 CASSIO GIVES THE HANDKERCHIEF . . . . . . . . 222 DESDEMONA WEEPING . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 225 THE MUSIC MASTER . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 229 KATHARINE BOXES THE SERVANT'S EARS . . . . . . 232 PETRUCHIO F... |
. . . . . . 54 ROMEO AND JULIET . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 105 IMOGEN . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 141 CHOOSING THE CASKET . . . . . . . . . . . . . 183 PETRUCHIO AND KATHERINE . . . . . . . . . . . 228A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAMHermia and Lysander were lovers; but Hermia's father wish... |
”So all ended happily. The ship was safe in the harbor, and next day theyall set sail for Naples, where Ferdinand and Miranda were to be married. Ariel gave them calm seas and auspicious gales; and many were therejoicings at the wedding. Then Prospero, after many years of absence, went back to his owndukedom, where he ... |
“What years, i' faith? ” was his next question. To this came the pretty answer, “About your years, my lord. ”“Too old, by Heaven! ” cried the Duke. “Let still the woman take an elderthan herself. ”And Viola very meekly said, “I think it well, my lord. ”By and by Orsino begged Cesario once more to visit Olivia and to pl... |
“Your refusal kills me,” said Beatrice. “Farewell. ”“Enough! I will challenge him,” cried Benedick. During this scene Borachio and Conrade were in prison. There they wereexamined by a constable called Dogberry. The watchman gave evidence to the effect that Borachio had said that hehad received a thousand ducats for con... |
So Pericles knew thatthis was indeed his daughter, and he kissed her again and again, cryingthat his great seas of joy drowned him with their sweetness. “Give me myrobes,” he said: “O Heaven, bless my girl! ”Then there came to him, though none else could hear it, the sound ofheavenly music, and falling asleep, he behel... |
One ofthem thanked Macbeth, in the King's name, for his military services, andthe other said, “He bade me call you chieftain of Cawdor. ”Macbeth then learned that the man who had yesterday borne that titlewas to die for treason, and he could not help thinking, “The third witchcalled me, 'King that is to be. '”“Banquo,”... |
”It was a day of surprises, for the Abbess said, “I will free that man bypaying his fine, and gain my husband whom I lost. Speak, AEgeon, for Iam thy wife AEmilia. ”The Duke was touched. “He is free without a fine,” he said. So AEgeon and AEmilia were reunited, and Adriana and her husbandreconciled; but no one was happ... |
“Take the gold, then, and may itpoison you! Henceforth rob one another. ”He spoke so frightfully to them that, though they went away with fullpockets, they almost repented of their trade. His last visitor on thatday of visits was his good steward Flavius. “My dearest master! ” criedhe. “Away! What are you? ” said Timon... |
”When Katharine came, he said, “Good-morrow, Kate--for that, I hear, isyour name. ”“You've only heard half,” said Katharine, rudely. “Oh, no,” said Petruchio, “they call you plain Kate, and bonny Kate, andsometimes Kate the shrew, and so, hearing your mildness praised in everytown, and your beauty too, I ask you for my... |
“Your friar isnow your Prince, and grieves he was too late to save your brother;” butwell the roguish Duke knew he had saved him. “O pardon me,” she cried, “that I employed my Sovereign in my trouble. ”“You are pardoned,” he said, gaily. At that moment Angelo and his wife re-entered. “And now, Angelo,” saidthe Duke, gr... |
” Raising her voice that the King might hear, she added,“This is the Man! ”“Bertram,” said the King, “take her; she's your wife! ”“My wife, my liege? ” said Bertram. “I beg your Majesty to permit me tochoose a wife. ”“Do you know, Bertram, what she has done for your King? ” asked themonarch, who had treated Bertram lik... |
1. CONTENTMENT. 'Tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perked up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow. King Henry VIII. -- II. 3. COWARDS. Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Julius C... |
1. MURDER. The great King of kings Hath in the table of his law commanded, That thou shalt do no murder. Take heed; for he holds vengeance in his band, To hurl upon their heads thatbreak his law. King Richard III. -- I. 4. Blood, like sacrificing Abel's, cries, Even from the tongueless caver... |
1. WORLDLY HONORS. Not a man, for being simply man, Hath any honor; but honor for those honors That are without him, as place, riches, favor, Prizes of accident as oftas merit; Which when they fall, as being slippery standers, The love that leaned on them, as slippery too, Do one pluck down another... |
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. . such as the exchanges of u for v, v for u,above. . . and you may wonder why they did it this way, presumingShakespeare did not actually write the play in this manner. . . . The answer is that they MAY have packed "liue" into a cliche at atime when they were out of "v"'s. . . possibly having used "vv" inplace of som... |
In which, our Valiant Hamlet,(For so this side of our knowne world esteem'd him)Did slay this Fortinbras: who by a Seal'd Compact,Well ratified by Law, and Heraldrie,Did forfeite (with his life) all those his LandsWhich he stood seiz'd on, to the Conqueror:Against the which, a Moity competentWas gaged by our King: whic... |
Hor. My Lord, the King your Father Ham. The King my Father? Hor. Season your admiration for a whileWith an attent eare; till I may deliuerVpon the witnesse of these Gentlemen,This maruell to you Ham. For Heauens loue let me heare Hor. Two nights together, had these Gentlemen(Marcellus and Barnardo) on their Watc... |
What hower now? Hor. I thinke it lacks of twelue Mar. No, it is strooke Hor. Indeed I heard it not: then it drawes neere the season,Wherein the Spirit held his wont to walke. What does this meane my Lord? Ham. The King doth wake to night, and takes his rouse,Keepes wassels and the swaggering vpspring reeles,And a... |
we will Ham. Neuer make known what you haue seen to night Both. My Lord, we will not Ham. Nay, but swear't Hor. Infaith my Lord, not I Mar. Nor I my Lord: in faith Ham. Vpon my sword Marcell. We haue sworne my Lord already Ham. Indeed, vpon my sword, Indeed Gho. Sweare. Ghost cries vnder the Stage. H... |
Thy selfe do grace to them, and bring them in. He tels me my sweet Queene, that he hath foundThe head and sourse of all your Sonnes distemper Qu. I doubt it is no other, but the maine,His Fathers death, and our o're-hasty Marriage. Enter Polonius, Voltumand, and Cornelius. King. Well, we shall sift him. Welcome good... |
What's the newes? Rosin. None my Lord; but that the World's grownehonest Ham. Then is Doomesday neere: But your newes isnot true. Let me question more in particular: what haueyou my good friends, deserued at the hands of Fortune,that she sends you to Prison hither? Guil. Prison, my Lord? Ham. Denmark's a Prison ... |
Oh my olde Friend? Thy face is valiant since I saw thee last: Com'st thou tobeard me in Denmarke? What, my yong Lady and Mistris? Byrlady your Ladiship is neerer Heauen then whenI saw you last, by the altitude of a Choppine. Pray Godyour voice like a peece of vncurrant Gold be not crack'dwithin the ring. Masters, you a... |
Oh heauie burthen! Pol. I heare him comming, let's withdraw my Lord. Exeunt. Enter Hamlet. Ham. To be, or not to be, that is the Question:Whether 'tis Nobler in the minde to sufferThe Slings and Arrowes of outragious Fortune,Or to take Armes against a Sea of troubles,And by opposing end them: to dye, to sleepeNo more... |
A man that Fortunes buffets, and RewardsHath 'tane with equall Thankes. And blest are those,Whose Blood and Iudgement are so well co-mingled,That they are not a Pipe for Fortunes finger. To sound what stop she please. Giue me that man,That is not Passions Slaue, and I will weare himIn my hearts Core. I, in my Heart of ... |
The Mouse-trap: Marry how? Tropically:This Play is the Image of a murder done in Vienna: Gonzagois the Dukes name, his wife Baptista: you shall seeanon: 'tis a knauish peece of worke: But what o'that? Your Maiestie, and wee that haue free soules, it touchesvs not: let the gall'd iade winch: our withers are vnrung. Ente... |
Enter King, Rosincrance, and Guildensterne. King. I like him not, nor stands it safe with vs,To let his madnesse range. Therefore prepare you,I your Commission will forthwith dispatch,And he to England shall along with you:The termes of our estate, may not endureHazard so dangerous as doth hourely growOut of his Lunac... |
A King of shreds and patches. Saue me; and houer o're me with your wingsYou heauenly Guards. What would your gracious figure? Qu. Alas he's mad Ham. Do you not come your tardy Sonne to chide,That laps't in Time and Passion, lets go byTh' important acting of your dread command? Oh say Ghost. Do not forget: this Vis... |
But where is he? Rosin. Without my Lord, guarded to know yourpleasure King. Bring him before vs Rosin. Hoa, Guildensterne? Bring in my Lord. Enter Hamlet and Guildensterne. King. Now Hamlet, where's Polonius? Ham. At Supper King. At Supper? Where? Ham. Not where he eats, but where he is eaten, a certaineconuo... |
I pray you giue me leaue Al. We will, we will Laer. I thanke you: Keepe the doore. Oh thou vilde King, giue me my Father Qu. Calmely good Laertes Laer. That drop of blood, that calmesProclaimes me Bastard:Cries Cuckold to my Father, brands the HarlotEuen heere betweene the chaste vnsmirched browOf my true Mothe... |
'Tis Hamlets Character, naked and in a Postscripthere he sayes alone: Can you aduise me? Laer. I'm lost in it my Lord; but let him come,It warmes the very sicknesse in my heart,That I shall liue and tell him to his teeth;Thus diddest thou Kin. If it be so Laertes, as how should it be so:How otherwise will you be rul... |
Mine Sir:O a Pit of Clay for to be made,for such a Guest is meete Ham. I thinke it be thine indeed: for thou liest in't Clo. You lye out on't Sir, and therefore it is not yours:for my part, I doe not lye in't; and yet it is mine Ham. Thou dost lye in't, to be in't and say 'tis thine:'tis for the dead, not for the... |
For loue of God forbeare him Ham. Come show me what thou'lt doe. Woo't weepe? Woo't fight? Woo't teare thy selfe? Woo't drinke vp Esile, eate a Crocodile? Ile doo't. Dost thou come heere to whine;To outface me with leaping in her Graue? Be buried quicke with her, and so will I. And if thou prate of Mountaines; let th... |
Ham. One Laer. No Ham. Iudgement Osr. A hit, a very palpable hit Laer. Well: againe King. Stay, giue me drinke. Hamlet, this Pearle is thine,Here's to thy health. Giue him the cup,Trumpets sound, and shot goes off. Ham. Ile play this bout first, set by a-while. Come: Another hit; what say you? Laer. A touch... |
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CAESAR. Stand you directly in Antonius’ way,When he doth run his course. Antonius. ANTONY. Caesar, my lord? CAESAR. Forget not in your speed, Antonius,To touch Calphurnia; for our elders say,The barren, touched in this holy chase,Shake off their sterile curse. ANTONY. I shall remember. When Caesar says “Do this,” it is... |
He loves no plays,As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music. Seldom he smiles; and smiles in such a sortAs if he mock’d himself and scorn’d his spiritThat could be mov’d to smile at anything. Such men as he be never at heart’s easeWhiles they behold a greater than themselves,And therefore are they very dangerous. I rathe... |
Who’s there? CASCA. A Roman. CASSIUS. Casca, by your voice. CASCA. Your ear is good. Cassius, what night is this! CASSIUS. A very pleasing night to honest men. CASCA. Who ever knew the heavens menace so? CASSIUS. Those that have known the earth so full of faults. For my part, I have walk’d about the streets,Submitting ... |
What, Rome? My ancestors did from the streets of RomeThe Tarquin drive, when he was call’d a king. “Speak, strike, redress! ” Am I entreatedTo speak and strike? O Rome, I make thee promise,If the redress will follow, thou receivestThy full petition at the hand of Brutus. Enter Lucius. LUCIUS. Sir, March is wasted fifte... |
BRUTUS. Good gentlemen, look fresh and merrily;Let not our looks put on our purposes,But bear it as our Roman actors do,With untired spirits and formal constancy. And so, good morrow to you everyone. [_Exeunt all but Brutus. _]Boy! Lucius! Fast asleep? It is no matter;Enjoy the honey-heavy dew of slumber:Thou hast no f... |
Let me upon my knee prevail in this. CAESAR. Mark Antony shall say I am not well,And for thy humour, I will stay at home. Enter Decius. Here’s Decius Brutus, he shall tell them so. DECIUS. Caesar, all hail! Good morrow, worthy Caesar. I come to fetch you to the Senate-house. CAESAR. And you are come in very happy timeT... |
The throng that follows Caesar at the heels,Of Senators, of Praetors, common suitors,Will crowd a feeble man almost to death:I’ll get me to a place more void, and thereSpeak to great Caesar as he comes along. [_Exit. _]PORTIA. I must go in. [_Aside. _] Ay me, how weak a thingThe heart of woman is! O Brutus,The heavens ... |
CASSIUS. Where’s Antony? TREBONIUS. Fled to his house amaz’d. Men, wives, and children stare, cry out, and run,As it were doomsday. BRUTUS. Fates, we will know your pleasures. That we shall die, we know; ’tis but the timeAnd drawing days out, that men stand upon. CASCA. Why, he that cuts off twenty years of lifeCuts of... |
The same. The Forum. Enter Brutus and goes into the pulpit, and Cassius, with a throng of Citizens. CITIZENS. We will be satisfied; let us be satisfied. BRUTUS. Then follow me, and give me audience, friends. Cassius, go you into the other streetAnd part the numbers. Those that will hear me speak, let ’em stay here;Thos... |
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