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Excerpt: The Tragedie of Othello, the Moore of Venice; Actus Primus -- Scoena Prima -- Enter Rodorigo, and Iago. Rodorigo. Never tell me, I take it much unkindly That thou (Iago) who hast had my purse, As if y strings were thine, should?st know of this. Ia. But you?l not heare me. If ever I did dream 8 Of such a matter, abhorre me. Rodo. Thou told?st me, Thou did?st hold him in thy hate....

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Table of Contents: The Tragedie of Othello, the Moore of Venice, 1 -- Actus Primus. Scoena Prima., 1 -- Scena Secunda., 5 -- Scaena Tertia., 8 -- Actus Secundus. Scena Prima., 17 -- Scena Secunda., 25 -- Actus Tertius. Scena Prima., 34 -- Scoena Secunda., 35 -- Scoena Tertia., 36 -- Scaena Quarta., 48 -- Actus Quartus. Scena Prima., 53 -- Scena Secunda., 60 -- Scena Tertia., 66 -- Actus Quintus. Scena Prima., 69 -- Scoena Secunda., 72...

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Excerpt: The Life and Death of King Richard the Second; Actus Primus -- Scaena Prima -- Enter King Richard, John of Gaunt, with other Nobles and Attendants. King Richard. Old John of Gaunt, time- honoured Lancaster, Hast thou according to thy oath and band Brought hither Henry Herford thy bold son: Heere to make good y boistrous late appeale, Which then our leysure would not let us heare, Against the Duke of Norfolke, Thomas Mowbray? Gaunt. I have my Liege. King. Tell me moreover, hast thou sounded him, If he appeale the Duke on ancient malice, Or worthily as a good subject should On some knowne ground of treacherie in him. Gaunt. As neere as I could sift him on that argument, On some apparant danger seene in him, Aym?d at your Highnesse, no inveterate malice. Kin. Then call them to our presence face to face, And frowning brow to brow, our selves will heare Th? accuser, and the accused, freely speake; High stomack?d are they both, and full of ire, In rage, deafe as the sea; hastie as fire. Enter Bullingbrooke and Mowbray. Bul. Many yeares of happy dayes befall My gracious Soveraigne, my most loving Liege. Mow. Each day still better ...

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Table of Contents: The life and death of King Richard the Second, 1 -- Actus Primus, Scaena Prima., 1 -- Scaena Secunda., 5 -- Scena Tertia., 7 -- Scoena Quarta., 13 -- Actus Secundus. Scena Prima., 15 -- Scena Secunda., 22 -- Scaena Tertia., 25 -- Scoena Quarta., 29 -- Actus Tertius. Scena Prima., 30 -- Scena Secunda., 31 -- Scaena Tertia., 36 -- Scena Quarta., 41 -- Actus Quartus. Scoena Prima., 43 -- Actus Quintus. Scena Prima., 51 -- Scoena Secunda., 53 -- Scoena Tertia., 56 -- Scaena Quarta., 60 -- Scoena Quinta., 63...

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Excerpt: PREFACE; This book is essentially a desultory book, the result of intermittent observation, and often, no doubt, of rash assumption. Having been written in Paris, at odd moments, during the last two years of the war, it could hardly be more than a series of disjointed notes; and the excuse for its publication lies in the fact that the very conditions which made more consecutive work impossible also gave unprecedented opportunities for quick notation. The world since has been like a house on fire. All the lodgers are on the stairs, in dishabille. Their doors are swinging wide, and one gets glimpses of their furniture, revelations of their habits, and whiffs of their cooking, that a life-time of ordinary intercourse would not offer. Superficial differences vanish, and so (how much oftener) do superficial resemblances; while deep unsuspected similarities and disagreements, deep common attractions and repulsions, declare themselves. It is one of these fundamental substances that the new link between France and America is made, and some reasons for the strength of the link ought to be discoverable in the suddenly bared depths of...

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Table of Contents: Preface, 1 -- I ?First Impression, 4 -- I, 4 -- II, 6 -- III, 8 -- II? Reverence, 10 -- I, 10 -- II, 13 -- III, 15 -- III? Taste, 17 -- I, 17 -- II, 17 -- III, 18 -- IV, 21 -- IV? Intellectual Honesty, 24 -- I, 24 -- II, 26 -- III, 28 -- V? Continuity, 31 -- I, 31 -- II, 32 -- III, 35 -- IV, 37 -- VI? The New Frenchwoman, 39 -- VII? In Conclusion, 48 -- I, 48 -- II, 52 -- III, 53...

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Excerpt: Loves Labour?s Lost; Actus Primus -- Enter Ferdinand King of Navarre, Berowne, Longavill, and Dumane. Ferdinand. Let Fame, that all hunt after in their lives, Live registred upon our brazen Tombes, And then grace us in the disgrace of death: when spight of cormorant devouring Time, Th? endevour of this present breath may buy: That honour which shall bate his sythes keene edge, And make us heyres of all eternitie. Therefore brave Conquerours, for so you are, That warre against your owne affections, And the huge Armie of the worlds desires. Our late edict shall strongly stand in force, Navar shall be the wonder of the world. Our Court shall be a little Achademe, Still and contemplative in living Art. You three, Berowne, Dumaine, and Longavill, Have sworne for three yeeres terme, to live with me: My fellow Schollers, and to keepe those statutes That are recorded in this scedule heere. Your oathes are past, and now subscribe your names: That his owne hand may strike his honour downe, That violates the smallest branch heerein: If you are arm?d to doe, as sworne to do, Subscribe to your deepe oathes, and keepe it to. Longavill. I...

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Table of Contents: Loues Labour?s lost, 1 -- Actus primus., 1 -- Finis Actus Primus., 11 -- Actus Secunda., 12 -- Actus Tertius., 18 -- Actus Quartus., 22 -- Actus Quartus., 39...

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Excerpt: The Winters Tale; Actus Primus -- Scoena Prima -- Enter Camillo and Archidamus. Arch. If you shall chance (Camillo) to visit Bohemia, on the like occasion whereon my services are now on- foot, you shall see (as I have said) great difference betwixt our Bohemia, and your Sicilia. Cam. I thinke, this comming Summer, the King of Sicilia meanes to pay Bohemia the Visitation, which hee justly owes him. Arch. Wherein our Entertainment shall shame us: we will be justified in our Loves: for indeed--Cam. Beseech you--Arch. Verely I speake it in the freedome of my know-ledge: we cannot with such magnificence--in so rare--I know not what to say--Wee will give you sleepie Drinkes, that your Sences (unintelligent of our insufficience) may, though they cannot prayse us, as little accuse us. Cam. You pay a great deale to deare, for what?s given freely. Arch. Beleeve me, I speake as my understanding instructs me, and as mine honestie puts it to utterance. Cam. Sicilia cannot shew himselfe over- kind to Bohemia: They were trayn?d together in their Child-hoods; and there rooted betwixt them then such an affection, which cannot chuse but brau...

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Table of Contents: The Winters Tale, 1 -- Actus Primus. Scoena Prima., 1 -- Scoena Secunda., 2 -- Actus Secundus. Scena Prima., 14 -- Scena Secunda., 19 -- Scaena Tertia., 21 -- Actus Tertius. Scena Prima., 26 -- Scoena Secunda., 27 -- Scaena Tertia., 33 -- Actus Quartus. Scena Prima., 36 -- Scena Secunda., 37 -- Scena Tertia., 38 -- Scena Quarta., 41 -- Actus Quintus. Scena Prima., 61 -- Scoena Secunda., 67 -- Scaena Tertia., 71...

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Excerpt: The Life of Henry the Fifth; Enter Prologue. O For a Muse of Fire, that would ascend The brightest Heaven of Inuention: A Kingdome for a Stage, Princes to Act, And Monarchs to behold the swelling Scene. Then should the Warlike Harry, like himselfe, Assume the Port of Mars, and at his heeles (Leasht in, like Hounds) should Famine, Sword, and Fire Crouch for employment. But pardon, Gentles all: The flat unraysed Spirits, that hath dar?d, On this unworthy Scaffold, to bring forth So great an Object. Can this Cock- Pit hold The vastie fields of France? Or may we cramme Within this Woodden O, the very Caskes That did affright the Ayre at Agincourt? O pardon: since a crooked Figure may Attest in little place a Million, And let us, Cyphers to this great Accompt, On your imaginarie Forces worke. Suppose within the Girdle of these Walls Are now confin?d two mightie Monarchies, Whose high, up- reared, and abutting Fronts, The perillous narrow Ocean parts asunder. Peece out our imperfections with your thoughts: Into a thousand parts divide one Man, And make imaginarie Puissance. Thinke when we talke of Horses, that you see them Printi...

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Table of Contents: The Life of Henry the Fift, 1 -- Actus Primus. Scoena Prima., 1 -- Actus Secundus., 23 -- Actus Tertius., 39 -- Actus Quartus., 55 -- Actus Quintus., 63...

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Excerpt: A Midsommer Nights Dreame; Actus Primus -- Enter Theseus, Hippolita, with others. Theseus. Now faire Hippolita, our nuptiall houre Drawes on apace: foure happy daies bring in Another Moon: but oh, me thinkes, how slow This old Moon wanes; She lingers my desires Like to a Step- dame, or a Dowager, Long withering out a yong man?s revennew. Hip. Foure daies wil quickly steep the[m]selves in nights Foure nights wil quickly dreame away the time: And then the Moone, like to a silver bow, Now bent in heaven, shal behold the night Of our solemnities. The. Go Philostrate, Stirre up the Athenian youth to merriments, Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth, Turne melancholy forth to Funerals: The pale companion is not for our pompe, Hippolita, I woo?d thee with my sword, And wonne thy love, doing thee injurries: But I will wed thee in another key, With pompe, with triumph, and with reuelling. Enter Egeus and his daughter Hermia, Lysander, and Demetrius. Ege. Happy be Theseus, our renowned Duke. The. Thanks good Egeus: what?s the news with thee? Ege. Full of vexation, come I, with complaint Against my childe, my daughter Hermia. Stan...

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Table of Contents: A Midsommer Nights Dreame, 1 -- Actus primus., 1 -- Actus Secundus., 9 -- Actus Tertius., 18 -- Actus Quartus., 34 -- Actus Quintus., 40...

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Excerpt: PREFACE; I HAVE endeavoured in this Ghostly little book, to raise the Ghost of an Idea, which shall not put my readers out of humour with themselves, with each other, with the season, or with me. May it haunt their houses pleasantly, and no one wish to lay it. Their faithful Friend and Servant, C. D. December, ....

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Table of Contents: ILLUSTRATION: HE HAD BEEN TIM?S BLOOD HORSE, ii -- PREFACE, 1 -- MARLEY?S GHOST, 2 -- THE FIRST OF THE THREE SPIRITS, 17 -- THE SECOND OF THE THREE SPIRITS, 31 -- THE LAST OF THE THREE SPIRITS, 49 -- THE END OF IT, 61 -- ILLUSTRATION: BOB CRATCHIT AND TINY TIM., 67...

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Excerpt: The Life of Timon of Athens; Actus Primus -- Scoena Prima -- Enter Poet, Painter, Jeweller, Merchant, and Mercer, at severall doores. Poet. Good day Sir. Pain. I am glad y?are well. Poet. I have not seene you long, how goes the World? Pain. It weares sir, as it growes. Poet. I that?s well knowne: But what particular Rarity? What strange, Which manifold record not matches: see Magicke of Bounty, all these spirits thy power Hath conjur?d to attend. I know the Merchant. Pain. I know them both: th? others a Jeweller. Mer. O ?tis a worthy Lord. Jew. Nay that?s most fixt. Mer. A most incomparable man, breath?d as it were, To an untyreable and continuate goodnesse: He passes. Jew. I have a Jewell heere. Mer. O pray let?s see?t. For the Lord Timon, sir? Jewel. If he will touch the estimate. But for that--Poet. When we for recompence have prais?d the vild, It staines the glory in that happy Verse, Which aptly sings the good. Mer. ?Tis a good forme. Jewel. And rich: heere is a Water looke ye. Pain. You are rapt sir, in some worke, some Dedication to the great Lord. Poet. A thing slipt idlely from me. Our Poesie is as a Gowne, which u...

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Table of Contents: The Life of Timon of Athens, 1 -- Actus Primus. Scoena Prima., 1

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Excerpt: The Tragedie of Anthonie and Cleopatra; Actus Primus -- Scoena Prima -- Enter Demetrius and Philo. Philo. Nay, but this dotage of our Generals Ore- flowes the measure: those his goodly eyes That o?re the Files and Musters of the Warre, Have glow?d like plated Mars: Now bend, now turne The Office and Deuotion of their view Upon a Tawny Front. His Captaines heart, Which in the scuffles of great Fights hath burst The Buckles on his brest, reneages all temper, And is become the Bellowes and the Fan To coole a Gypsies Lust. Flourish. Enter Anthony, Cleopatra, her Ladies, the Traine, with Eunuchs fanning her. Looke where they come: Take but good note, and you shall see in him (The triple Pillar of the world) transform?d Into a Strumpets Foole. Behold and see. Cleo. If it be Love indeed, tell me how much. Ant. There?s beggery in the love that can be reckon?d Cleo. Ile set a bourne how farre to be belov?d. Ant. Then must thou needes finde out new Heaven, new Earth. Enter a Messenger. Mes. Newes (my good Lord) from Rome. Ant. Grates me, the summe. Cleo. Nay heare them Anthony. Fuluia perchance is angry: Or who knowes, If the scarse-...

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Table of Contents: The Tragedie of Anthonie, and Cleopatra, 1 -- Actus Primus. Scoena Prima., 1

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Excerpt: Areopagitica; A Speech for the Liberty of Unlicensed Printing, to the Parliament of England () -- THEY, who to states and governors of the Commonwealth direct their speech, High Court of Parliament, or, wanting such access in a private condition, write that which they foresee may advance the public good; I suppose them, as at the beginning of no mean endeavour, not little altered and moved inwardly in their minds: some with doubt of what will be the success, others with fear of what will be the censure; some with hope, others with confidence of what they have to speak. And me perhaps each of these dispositions, as the subject was whereon I entered, may have at other times variously affected; and likely might in these foremost expressions now also disclose which of them swayed most, but that the very attempt of this address thus made, and the thought of whom it hath recourse to, hath got the power within me to a passion, far more welcome than incidental to a preface....

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Excerpt: Phase the First; The Maiden -- I -- On an evening in the latter part of May a middle-aged man was walking homeward from Shaston to the village of Marlott, in the adjoining Vale of Blakemore or Blackmoor. The pair of legs that carried him were rickety, and there was a bias in his gait which inclined him somewhat to the left of a straight line. He occasionally gave a smart nod, as if in confirmation of some opinion, though he was not thinking of anything in particular. An empty egg-basket was slung upon his arm, the nap of his hat was ruffled, a patch being quite worn away at its brim where his thumb came in taking it off. Presently he was met by an elderly parson astride on a gray mare, who, as he rode, hummed a wandering tune. ?Good night t?ee,? said the man with the basket. ?Good night, Sir John,? said the parson....

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Table of Contents: Phase the First ? The Maiden, 1 -- I, 1 -- II, 5 -- III, 10 -- IV, 16 -- V, 24 -- VI, 32 -- VII, 36 -- VIII, 39 -- IX, 43 -- X, 48 -- XI, 55 -- Phase the Second? Maiden No More, 61 -- XII, 61 -- XIII, 68 -- XIV, 70 -- XV, 80 -- Phase the Third? The Rally, 83 -- XVI, 83 -- XVII, 87 -- XVIII, 93 -- XIX, 99 -- XX, 105 -- XXI, 108 -- XXII, 113 -- XXIII, 116 -- XXIV, 122 -- Phase the Fourth? The Consequence, 126...

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Excerpt: I; FROM Clee to heaven the beacon burns, The shires have seen it plain, From north and south the sign returns And beacons burn again. Look left, look right, the hills are bright, The dales are light between, Because ?tis fifty years to-night That God has saved the Queen. Now, when the flame they watch not towers About the soil they trod, Lads, we?ll remember friends of ours Who shared the work with God. To skies that knit their heartstrings right, To fields that bred them brave, The saviours come not home to-night Themselves they could not save. It dawns in Asia, tombstones show And Shropshire names are read; And the Nile spills his overflow Beside the Severn?s dead. We pledge in peace by farm and town The Queen they served in war, And fire the beacons up and down The land they perished for. ?God save the Queen? we living sing, From height to height ?tis heard; And with the rest your voices ring, Lads of the Fifty-third....

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Table of Contents: I 1887, 1 -- II, 2 -- III, 2 -- The Recruit, 2 -- IV Reveille, 3 -- V, 4 -- VI, 5 -- VII, 6 -- VIII, 7 -- IX, 8 -- X March, 9 -- XI, 10 -- XII, 11 -- XIII, 11 -- XIV, 12 -- XV, 13 -- XVI, 13 -- XVII, 14 -- XVIII, 14 -- XIX To an Athlete Dying Young, 15 -- XX, 16 -- XXI Bredon Hill, 16 -- XXII, 18 -- XXIII, 18 -- XXIV, 19 -- XXV, 19 -- XXVI, 20 -- XXVII, 21...

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Excerpt: Much adoe about Nothing; Actus Primus -- Scena Prima -- Enter Leonato Governour of Messina, Innogen his wife, Hero his daughter, and Beatrice his Neece, with a messenger. Leonato. I learne in this Letter, that Don Peter of Arragon, comes this night to Messina. Mess. He is very neere by this: he was not three Leagues off when I left him. Leon. How many Gentlemen have you lost in this action? Mess. But few of any sort, and none of name. Leon. A victorie is twice it selfe, when the atchiever brings home full numbers: I find here, that Don Peter hath bestowed much honor on a yong Florentine, called Claudio. Mess. Much deserv?d on his part, and equally remembred by Don Pedro, he hath borne himselfe beyond the promise of his age, doing in the figure of a Lambe, the feats of a Lion, he hath indeede better bettred expectation, then you must expect of me to tell you how....

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Table of Contents: Much adoe about Nothing, 1 -- Actus primus, Scena prima., 1 -- Actus Secundus., 10 -- Actus Tertius., 24 -- Actus Quartus., 37 -- Actus Quintus., 46...

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Excerpt: The Tragedie of Troylus and Cressida; The Prologue -- In Troy there lyes the Scene: From Iles of Greece The Princes Orgillous, their high blood chaf?d Have to the Port of Athens sent their shippes Fraught with the ministers and instruments Of cruell Warre: Sixty and nine that wore Their Crownets Regall, from th? Athenian bay Put forth toward Phrygia, and their vow is made To ransacke Troy, within whose strong emures The rauish?d Helen, Menelaus Queene, With wanton Paris sleepes, and that?s the Quarrell. To Tenedos they come, And the deepe- drawing Barke do there disgorge Their warlike frautage: now on Dardan Plaines The fresh and yet unbruised Greekes do pitch Their brave Pavillions. Priams six- gated City, Dardan and Timbria, Helias, Chetas, Troien, And Antenoridus with massie Staples And corresponsive and fulfilling Bolts Stirre up the Sonnes of Troy. Now Expectation tickling skittish spirits, On one and other side, Troian and Greeke, Sets all on hazard. And hither am I come, A Prologue arm?d, but not in confidence Of Authors pen, or Actors voyce; but suited In like conditions, as our Argument; To tell you (faire Beholder...

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Table of Contents: The Tragedie of Troylus and Cressida, 1 -- The Prologue., 1 -- Actus Primus. Scoena Prima., 2

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Excerpt: The Tragedie of King Lear; Actus Primus -- Scoena Prima -- Enter Kent, Gloucester, and Edmond. Kent. I thought the King had more affected the Duke of Albany, then Cornwall. Glou. It did alwayes seeme so to us: But now in the division of the Kingdome, it appeares not which of the Dukes hee valewes most, for qualities are so weigh?d, that curiosity in neither, can make choise of eithers moity. Kent. Is not this your Son, my Lord? Glou. His breeding Sir, hath bin at my charge. I have so often blush?d to acknowledge him, that now I am braz?d too?t. Kent. I cannot conceive you. Glou. Sir, this yong Fellowes mother could; where-upon she grew round womb?d, and had indeede (Sir) a Sonne for her Cradle, ere she had a husband for her bed. Do you smell a fault? Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the issue of it, being so proper. Glou. But I have a Sonne, Sir, by order of Law, some yeere elder then this; who, yet is no deerer in my ac-count, though this Knave came somthing sawcily to the world before he was sent for: yet was his Mother fayre, there was good sport at his making, and the horson must be acknowledged. Doe you know this ...

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Table of Contents: The Tragedie of King Lear, 1 -- Actus Primus. Scoena Prima., 1 -- Scena Secunda., 8 -- Scena Tertia., 12 -- Scena Quarta., 12 -- Scena Quinta., 20 -- Actus Secundus. Scena Prima., 21 -- Scena Secunda., 25 -- Actus Tertius. Scena Prima., 36 -- Scena Secunda., 37 -- Scaena Tertia., 40 -- Scena Quarta., 40 -- Scena Quinta., 45 -- Scena Sexta., 45 -- Scena Septima., 47 -- Actus Quartus. Scena Prima., 49 -- Scena Secunda., 51 -- Scena Tertia., 53 -- Scena Quarta., 54 -- Scena Quinta., 55 -- Scaena Septima., 62 -- Actus Quintus. Scena Prima., 64 -- Scena Secunda., 66 -- Scena Tertia., 67...

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Excerpt: Chapter 1; DESCRIPTION OF FARMEROAK -- AN INCIDENT -- When Farmer Oak smiled, the corners of his mouth spread till they were within an unimportant distance of his ears, his eyes were reduced to chinks, and diverging wrinkles appeared round them, extending upon his countenance like the rays in a rudimentary sketch of the rising sun. His Christian name was Gabriel, and on working days he was a young man of sound judgement, easy motions, proper dress, and general good character. On Sundays he was a man of misty views, rather given to postponing, and hampered by his best clothes and umbrella: upon the whole, one who felt himself to occupy morally that vast middle space of Laodicean neutrality which lay between the Communion people of the parish and the drunken section, --that is, he went to church, but yawned privately by the time the congregation reached the Nicene creed, and thought of what there would be for dinner when he meant to be listening to the sermon. Or, to state his character as it stood in the scale of public opinion, when his friends and critics were in tantrums, he was considered rather a bad man; when they were...

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Table of Contents: 1 DESCRIPTION OF FARMER OAK? AN INCIDENT, 1 -- 2 NIGHT ? THE FLOCK ? AN INTERIOR ? ANOTHER INTERIOR -- ., 6 -- 3 A GIRL ON HORSEBACK? CONVERSATION, 13 -- 4 GABRIEL?S RESOLVE ? THE VISIT ? THE MISTAKE, 20 -- 5 DEPARTURE OF BATHSHEBA ? A PASTORAL TRAGEDY, 28 -- 6 THE FAIR ?THE JOURNEY? THE FIRE, 32 -- 7 RECOGNITION? A TIMID GIRL, 40 -- 8 THE MALTHOUSE ? THE CHAT ? NEWS, 44 -- 9 THE HOMESTEAD? A VISITOR ? HALF-CONFIDENCES 59 -- 10 MISTRESS AND MEN, 64 -- 11 OUTSIDE THE BARRACKS ? SNOW? A MEETING, 70 -- 12 FARMERS ? A RULE ? IN EXCEPTION, 75 -- 13 SORTES SANCTORUM ? THE VALENTINE, 79 -- 14 EFFECT OF THE LETTER ? SUNRISE, 83 -- 15 A MORNING MEETING? THE LETTER AGAIN, 87 -- 16 ALL SAINTS? AND ALL SOULS?, 96 -- 17 IN THE MARKET-PLACE, 99 -- 18 BOLDWOOD IN MEDITATION ? REGRET, 102 -- 19 THE SHEEP-WASHING ? THE OFFER, 106 -- 20 PERPLEXITY ? GRINDING THE SHEARS ?A QUARREL, 111 -- 21 TROUBLES IN THE FOLD ? A MESSAGE, 116 -- 22 THE GREAT BARN AND THE SHEEP-SHEARERS, 122 -- 23 EVENTIDE?A SECOND DECLARATION, 131 -- 24 THE SAME NIGHT? THE FIR PLANTATION, 137 -- 25 THE NEW ACQUAINTANCE DESCRIBED, 143 -- 26 SCENE ON THE VERGE OF T...

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Excerpt: The Merry Wives of Windsor; Actus Primus -- Scena Prima -- Enter Justice Shallow, Slender, Sir Hugh Evans, Master Page, Falstoffe, Bardolph, Nym, Pistoll, Anne Page, Mistresse Ford, Mistresse Page, Simple. Shallow. Sir Hugh, perswade me not: I will make a Star-Chamber matter of it, if hee were twenty Sir John Falstoffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow Esquire....

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Table of Contents: The Merry Wiues of Windsor, 1 -- Actus primus, Scena prima., 1 -- Scena Secunda., 7 -- Scena Tertia., 7 -- Scoena Quarta., 10 -- Actus Secundus. Scoena Prima., 13 -- Scoena Secunda., 18 -- Scena Tertia., 24 -- Actus Tertius. Scoena Prima., 26 -- Scena Secunda., 29 -- Scena Tertia., 31 -- Scoena Quarta., 35 -- Scena Quinta., 38 -- Actus Quartus. Scoena Prima., 41 -- Scena Secunda., 43 -- Scena Tertia., 47 -- Scena Quarta., 48 -- Scena Quinta., 50 -- Scena Sexta., 53 -- Actus Quintus. Scoena Prima., 54 -- Scena Secunda., 55 -- Scena Tertia., 55 -- Scena Quarta., 56 -- Scena Quinta., 56...

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Excerpt: The Merchant of Venice; Actus Primus -- Enter Anthonio, Salarino, and Salanio. Anthonio. 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 stuffe ?tis made of, whereof it is borne, I am to learne: and such a Want- wit sadnesse makes of mee, That I have much ado to know my selfe. Sal. Your minde is tossing on the Ocean, There where your Argosies with portly saile Like Signiors and rich Burgers on the flood, Or as it were the Pageants of the sea, Do over- peere the pettie Traffiquers That curtsie to them, do them reverence As they flye by them with their wouen wings. Salar. Beleeve me sir, had I such venture forth, The better part of my affections, would Be with my hopes abroad. I should be still Plucking the grasse to know where sits the winde, Peering in Maps for ports, and peers, and rodes: And every object that might make me feare Misfortune to my ventures, out of doubt Would make me sad. Sal. My winde cooling my broth, Would blow me to an Ague, when I thought What harme a winde too great might doe at sea....

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Table of Contents: The Merchant of Venice, 1 -- Actus primus., 1 -- Actus Secundus., 12 -- Actus Tertius., 27 -- Actus Quartus., 42 -- Actus Quintus., 53...

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Excerpt: JEALOSIE; FOND woman, which would?st have thy husband die, And yet complain?st of his great jealosie; If swolne with poyson, hee Jay in?his last bed, His body with a sere-barke covered, Drawing his breath, as thick and short, as can The nimblest crocheting Musitian, Ready with loathsome vomiting to spue His Soule out of one hell, into a new, Made deafe with his poore kindreds howling cries, Begging with few feign?d teares, great legacies, Thou would?st not weepe, but jolly,?and frolicke bee, As a slave, which to morrow should be free; Yet weep?st thou, when thou seest him hungerly Swallow his owne death, hearts-bane jealousies O give him many thanks, he?is courteous, That in suspecting kindly warneth us. Wee must not, as wee us?d, flout openly, In scoffing ridles, his deformitie; Nor at his boord together being satt, With words, nor touch, scarce lookes adulterate. Nor when he swolne, and pamper?d with great fare Sits downe, and snorts, cag?d in his basket chaire, Must wee usurpe his owne bed any more, Nor kisse and play in his house, as before. Now I see many dangers; for that is His realme, his castle, and his diocesse. B...

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Table of Contents: JEALOSIE, 1 -- THE ANAGRAM, 2 -- CHANGE, 4 -- THE PERFUME, 5 -- HIS PICTURE, 7 -- OH, LET MEE NOT SERVE, 8 -- NATURES LAY IDEOT, 10 -- THE COMPARISON, 11 -- THE AUTUMNALL, 13 -- THE DREAME, 15 -- THE BRACELET, 16 -- HIS PARTING FROM HER, 19 -- JULIA, 22 -- A TALE OF A CITIZEN AND HIS WIFE, 23 -- THE EXPOSTULATION, 25 -- ON HIS MISTRIS, 27 -- VARIETY, 29 -- LOVES PROGRESS, 31 -- TO HIS MISTRIS GOING TO BED, 34 -- LOVES WARR, 36...