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A Midsummer Night's Dream

Romeo and Juliet

Hamlet

A M DSUMMER N GHT'S DREAM

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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.

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.

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Belike for want of rain, which I could well. Betweem them from the tempest of my eyes.

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How now, my love! why is your cheek so pale?How chance the roses there do fade so fast?

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Either to die the death or to abjure For ever the society of men. Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires; Know of your youth, examine well your blood, Whether, if you yield not to your father's choice, You can endure the livery of a nun, For aye to be in shady cloister mew'd, To live a barren sister all your life, Chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless moon. Thrice-blessed they that master so their blood, To undergo such

such a maiden p i lgr image right?

But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that

which withering on the virgin thorn Grows, lives and dies in single blessedness. So will I grow, so live, so die, my lord, Ere I will my virgin patentup Unto his lordship, whose unwished yoke My soul consents not to give sovereignty.Take time to pause and by the nest new moon The sealing day betwixt my love and me For everlasting bond of fellowship

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Call you me fair? that fair again

unsay. Demetrius loves your fair: O happy fair!

Your eyes are lode-stars; and your tongue's sweet air More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear, When wheat is green, when hawthorn buds appear. Sickness is catching: O, were favour so,Yours would I catch, fair Hermia, ere I go; My ear should catch your voice, my eye your eye, My tongue should catch your tongue's sweet melody.

And in the wood, where often you and I Upon faint primrose-beds were wont to lie, Emptying our bosoms of their counsel sweet, There my Lysander and myself shall meet; And thence from Athens turn away our eyes, To seek new friends and stranger companies. Farewell, sweet playfellow: pray thou for us; And good luck grant thee thy Demetrius! Keep word, Lysander: we must starve our sight From lovers' food

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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.Such tricks hath strong

imagination. That, if it would but apprehend some joy, It

comprehends some bringer of that joy or, in the

night, imagining some fear, How easy is

a bush suppos'd a bear.

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Is there no pity sitting in the clouds That sees into

the bottom of my grief? O sweet my mother, cast me not

away! Delay this marriage for a month, a week, Or if you do not, make the bridal

bed In that dim monument where Tybalt lies.

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To move is to stir and to be valiant is to stand: therefore, if thou art moved, thou runn'st away.

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Alas, that love, so gentle in his view, Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof

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Or bid me go into a new made grave, And hide me with a dead man in his shroud Things that, to hear them told, have

made me tremble And I will do it without fear

or doubt, To live an unstain'd wife to my sweet love

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Angels and ministers of grace, defend us!Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damned,Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou comest in such a questionable shape That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane: O, answer me! Let me not burst in ignorance, but tell Why thy canonized bones, hearsed in death, Have burst their cerements; why the sepulchre, Wherein we saw thee quietly inurn'd, Hath oped his ponderous and marble jaws To cast thee up again. What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous, and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?

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Belike for want of rain, which I could well. Betweem them from the tempest of my eyes.

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How now, my love! why is your cheek so pale ?How chance the roses there do fade so fast ?

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seized of, to the conqueror:Against the which, a moiety competent Was gaged by our king; which had return'd To the inheritance of Fortinbras, Had he been vanquisher; as, by the same covenant, And carriage of the article design'd, His fell to Hamlet. Now, sir, young Fortinbras, Of unimproved mettle hot and full, Hath in the skirts of Norway here and there Shark'd up a list of lawless resolutes, For food and diet, to some enterprise

That can I; At least, the whisper

goes so. Our last king, Whose image even but

now appear'd to us. Was, as you know, by Fortinbras of Norway, Thereto prick'd on by a most emulate pride, Dared to the combat; in which our valiant Hamlet. For so this side of our known world esteem'd him. Did slay this Fortinbras; who by a seal'd compact, Well ratified by law and heraldry. Did forfeit, with his life, all those his lands. Which he stood

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Do not believe his vows; for they are brokers, Not of that dye which their investments show,But mere implorators of unholy suits, Breathing like sanctified and pious bawds, The better to beguile. This is for all: I would not, in plain terms, from this time forth, Have you so slander any moment leisure, As to give words or talk with the Lord Hamlet.Look to't, I charge you: come your

Ay, springes to catch woodcocks.

I do know, When the blood burns, how

prodigal the soul Lends the tongue vows: these blazes, daughter, Giving more light than heat, extinct in both, Even in their promise, as it is a-making, You must not take for fire. From this time Be somewhat scanter of your maiden presence; Set your entreatments at a higher rate Than a command to parley For

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It goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other

thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! How infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not me; no, nor woman neither, though, by your smiling, you seem to say so.

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