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Page 108
... Anthonio , a young mer- chant of Venice ; and Shylock as much hated An- thonio , because he used to lend money to people in distress , and would never take any interest for the. THE MERCHANT OF VENICE . 108 THE MERCHANT OF VENICE.
... Anthonio , a young mer- chant of Venice ; and Shylock as much hated An- thonio , because he used to lend money to people in distress , and would never take any interest for the. THE MERCHANT OF VENICE . 108 THE MERCHANT OF VENICE.
Page 109
... Anthonio . Whenever Anthonio met Shylock on the Rialto ( or Exchange ) he used to reproach him with his usuries and hard dealings , which the Jew would bear with seeming patience , while he secretly meditated revenge . Anthonio was the ...
... Anthonio . Whenever Anthonio met Shylock on the Rialto ( or Exchange ) he used to reproach him with his usuries and hard dealings , which the Jew would bear with seeming patience , while he secretly meditated revenge . Anthonio was the ...
Page 110
... Anthonio and Bassanio went together to Shylock , and Anthonio asked the Jew to lend him three thousand ducats upon any interest he should re- quire , to be paid out of the merchandise contained in his ships at sea . On this , Shylock ...
... Anthonio and Bassanio went together to Shylock , and Anthonio asked the Jew to lend him three thousand ducats upon any interest he should re- quire , to be paid out of the merchandise contained in his ships at sea . On this , Shylock ...
Page 111
... Anthonio ; and then Shylock , still pretending kindness , and that all he did was to gain Anthonio's love , again said he would lend him the three thousand ducats , and take no interest for his money ; only Anthonio should go with him ...
... Anthonio ; and then Shylock , still pretending kindness , and that all he did was to gain Anthonio's love , again said he would lend him the three thousand ducats , and take no interest for his money ; only Anthonio should go with him ...
Page 112
... Anthonio signed the bond , thinking it really was ( as the Jew said ) merely in sport . The rich heiress that Bassanio wished to marry lived near Venice , at a place called Belmont : her name was Portia , and in the graces of her person ...
... Anthonio signed the bond , thinking it really was ( as the Jew said ) merely in sport . The rich heiress that Bassanio wished to marry lived near Venice , at a place called Belmont : her name was Portia , and in the graces of her person ...
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Page 32 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby ; Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby : Never harm, Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh ; So, good night, with lullaby.
Page 19 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Page 121 - That light we see is burning in my hall. How far that little candle throws his beams ! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
Page 110 - I hate him for he is a Christian, But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Page 165 - Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep,' the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleave* of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast,— Lady M, What do you mean ? Macb. Still it cried' Sleep no more !' to all the house ' Glamis hath murdered sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more; Macbeth shall sleep no more.
Page 229 - O, I do fear thee, Claudio; and I quake, Lest thou a feverous life shouldst entertain, And six or seven winters more respect Than a perpetual honour. Dar'st thou die ? The sense of death is most in apprehension ; And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Page 333 - A terrible child-bed hast thou had, my dear, No light, no fire : the unfriendly elements Forgot thee utterly ; nor have I time To give thee hallow'd to thy grave, but straight Must cast thee, scarcely coffin'd, in the ooze; Where, for a monument upon thy bones, And aye-remaining || lamps, the belching whale, And humming water must o'erwhelm thy corpse, Lying with simple shells...
Page 172 - Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests ; I bear a charmed life, which must not yield To one of woman born.
Page 82 - Under the shade of melancholy boughs, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time ; If ever you have look'd on better days, If ever been where bells have...
Page 118 - Tarry a little ; there is something else. This bond doth give thee here no jot of blood, — The words expressly are, a pound of flesh...