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Title: The comedies of William Shakespeare
Year: 1896 (1890s)
Authors: Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 Abbey, Edwin Austin, 1852-1911
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Publisher: New York : Harper and brothers
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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n till the fates me kill. Pyr. Not Shafalus to Procrus was so true. This. As Shafalus to Procrus, I to you. Pyr. Oh, kiss me through the hole of this vile wall. TJiis. I kiss the walls hole, not your lips at all. Pyr. Wilt thou at Ninnys tomb meet me straight-way.? This. Tide life, tide death, I come without delay. Wall. Thus have I, wall, my part discharged so ;And, being done, thus wall away doth go. S^Exit Wall, Pyramus, and Thisby. The. Now is the mural down between the two neigh-bors. Dem. No remedy, my lord, when walls are so wilfulto hear without warning. Diich. This is the silliest stuff that ever I heard. DiLke. The best in this kind are but shadows; andthe worst are no worse if imagination amend them. Duch. It must be your imagination, then, and nottheirs. Diike. If we imagine no worse of them than they ofthemselves, they may pass for excellent men. Herecome two noble beasts in, a man and a lion. Plate 9THE RE-ENTRANCE OF THE PLAYERS Miilsummer-Nights Dream, act v., scene i.
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A MIDSUMMER-NIGHTS DREAM 57 Eutej Lion and Moonshine. Lion. You, ladies, you, whose gentle hearts do fear The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps on floor,May now, perchance, both quake and tremble here, When lion rough in wildest rage doth roar.Then know that I, one Snug the joiner, amNo lion fell, nor else no lions dam.For if I should as lion come in strifeInto this place, twere pity of my life. Duke. A very gentle beast, and of a good conscience. Dem. The very best at a beast, my lord, that eer Isaw. Lys. This lion is a very fox for his valour, Duke. True ; and a goose for his discretion. Dem. Not so, my lord : for his valour cannot carryhis discretion, and the fox carries the soose. Duke. His discretion, I am sure, cannot carry his val-our; for the goose carries not the fox. It is well: leaveit to his discretion, and let us hearken to the moon. Moon. This lantern doth the horned moon present. Dem. He should have worn the horns on his head. Duke. He is no crescent, and his horns a

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