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This collection gathers together the works by William Shakespeare in a single, convenient, high quality, and extremely low priced Kindle volume! It comes with 150 original illustrations which are the engravings John Boydell commissioned for his Boydell Shakespeare Gallery
This book contains now several HTML tables of contents that will make reading a real pleasure!
The Comedies of William Shakespeare
A Midsummer Night's Dream
All's Well That Ends Well
As You Like It
Love's Labour 's Lost
Measure for Measure
Much Ado About Nothing
The Comedy of Errors
The Merchant of Venice
The Merry Wives of Windsor
The Taming of the Shrew
The Two Gentlemen of Verona
Twelfth Night; or, What you will
The Romances of William Shakespeare
Cymbeline
Pericles, Prince of Tyre
The Tempest
The Winter's Tale
The Tragedies of William Shakespeare
King Lear
Romeo and Juliet
The History of Troilus and Cressida
The Life and Death of Julius Caesar
The Life of Timon of Athens
The Tragedy of Antony and Cleopatra
The Tragedy of Coriolanus
The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark
The Tragedy of Macbeth
The Tragedy of Othello, the Moor of Venice
Titus Andronicus
The Histories of William Shakespeare
The Life and Death of King John
The Life and Death of King Richard the Second
The Tragedy of King Richard the Third
The first part of King Henry the Fourth
The second part of King Henry the Fourth
The Life of King Henry V
The first part of King Henry the Sixth
The second part of King Henry the Sixth
The third part of King Henry the Sixth
The Life of King Henry the Eighth
The Poetical Works of William Shakespeare
The Sonnets
Sonnets to Sundry Notes of Music
A Lover's Complaint
The Rape of Lucrece
Venus and Adonis
The Phoenix and the Turtle
The Passionate Pilgrim

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Disfigure not his shop.

Long.

This same shall go.

He reads the sonnet.

“Did not the heavenly rhetoric of thine eye,

’Gainst whom the world cannot hold argument,

Persuade my heart to this false perjury?

Vows for thee broke deserve not punishment.

A woman I forswore, but I will prove,

Thou being a goddess, I forswore not thee.

My vow was earthly, thou a heavenly love;

Thy grace being gain’d cures all disgrace in me.

Vows are but breath, and breath a vapor is;

Then thou, fair sun, which on my earth dost shine,

Exhal’st this vapor-vow; in thee it is.

If broken then, it is no fault of mine:

If by me broke, what fool is not so wise

To lose an oath to win a paradise?”

Ber. [Aside.]

This is the liver-vein, which makes flesh a deity,

A green goose a goddess; pure, pure [idolatry].

God amend us, God amend! we are much out a’ th’ way.

Enter Dumaine [with a paper].

Long.

By whom shall I send this?—Company? Stay.

[Steps aside.]

Ber. [Aside.]

“All hid, all hid,” an old infant play.

Like a demigod here sit I in the sky,

And wretched fools’ secrets heedfully o’er-eye.

More sacks to the mill! O heavens, I have my wish!

Dumaine transformed! four woodcocks in a dish!

Dum.

O most divine Kate!

Ber. [Aside.]

O most profane coxcomb!

Dum.

By heaven, the wonder in a mortal eye!

Ber. [Aside.]

By earth, she is not, corporal, there you lie.

Dum.

Her amber hairs for foul hath amber coted.

Ber. [Aside.]

An amber-color’d raven was well noted.

Dum.

As upright as the cedar.

Ber. [Aside.]

Stoop, I say,

Her shoulder is with child.

Dum.

As fair as day.

Ber. [Aside.]

Ay, as some days, but then no sun must shine.

Dum.

O that I had my wish!

Long. [Aside.]

And I had mine!

King [Aside.]

And mine too, good Lord!

Ber. [Aside.]

Amen, so I had mine. Is not that a good word?

Dum.

I would forget her, but a fever she

Reigns in my blood, and will rememb’red be.

Ber. [Aside.]

A fever in your blood! why then incision

Would let her out in saucers. Sweet misprision!

Dum.

Once more I’ll read the ode that I have writ.

Ber. [Aside.]

Once more I’ll mark how love can vary wit.

Dum. (Reads his sonnet.)

“On a day—alack the day!—

Love, whose month is ever May,

Spied a blossom passing fair

Playing in the wanton air:

Through the velvet leaves the wind,

All unseen, can passage find;

That the lover, sick to death,

[Wish’d] himself the heavens’ breath.

Air, quoth he, thy cheeks may blow;

Air, would I might triumph so!

But, alack, my hand is sworn

Ne’er to pluck thee from thy [thorn];

Vow, alack, for youth unmeet,

Youth so apt to pluck a sweet.

Do not call it sin in me,

That I am forsworn for thee;

Thou for whom Jove would swear

Juno but an Ethiop were,

And deny himself for Jove,

Turning mortal for thy love.”

This will I send and something else more plain

That shall express my true love’s fasting pain.

O would the King, Berowne, and Longaville

Were lovers too! Ill, to example ill,

Would from my forehead wipe a perjur’d note:

For none offend where all alike do dote.

Long. [Advancing.]

Dumaine, thy love is far from charity,

That in love’s grief desir’st society:

You may look pale, but I should blush, I know,

To be o’erheard and taken napping so.

King [Advancing.]

Come, sir, you blush; as his your case is such;

You chide at him, offending twice as much.

You do not love Maria? Longaville

Did never sonnet for her sake compile,

Nor never lay his wreathed arms athwart

His loving bosom to keep down his heart.

I have been closely shrouded in this bush

And mark’d you both, and for you both did blush.

I heard your guilty rhymes, observ’d your fashion,

Saw sighs reek from you, noted well your passion.

“Ay me!” says one, “O Jove!” the other cries;

One, her hairs were gold, crystal the other’s eyes.

[To Longaville.]

You would for paradise break faith and troth,

[To Dumaine.]

And Jove for your love would infringe an oath.

What will Berowne say when that he shall hear

Faith infringed, which such zeal did swear?

How will he scorn! how will he spend his wit!

How will he triumph, leap, and laugh at it!

For all the wealth that ever I did see,

I would not have him know so much by me.

Ber.

Now step I forth to whip hypocrisy.

[Descending and advancing.]

Ah, good my liege, I pray thee pardon me!

Good heart, what grace hast thou thus to reprove

These worms for loving, that art most in love?

Your eyes do make no [coaches;] in your tears

There is no certain princess that appears;

You’ll not be perjur’d, ’tis a hateful thing;

Tush, none but minstrels like of sonneting!

But are you not asham’d? Nay, are you not,

All three of you, to be thus much o’ershot?

You found his mote, the King your mote did see;

But I a beam do find in each of three.

O, what a scene of fool’ry have I seen,

Of sighs, of groans, of sorrow, and of teen!

O me, with what strict patience have I sat,

To see a king transformed to a gnat!

To see great Hercules whipping a gig,

And profound Salomon to tune a jig,

And Nestor play at push-pin with the boys,

And critic Timon laugh at idle toys!

Where lies thy grief, O, tell me, good Dumaine?

And, gentle Longaville, where lies thy pain?

And where my liege’s? All about the breast!

A caudle ho!

King.

Too bitter is thy jest.

Are we betrayed thus to thy over-view?

Ber.

Not you by me, but I betrayed to you:

I that am honest, I that hold it sin

To break the vow I am engaged in.

I am betrayed by keeping company

With men like [you], men of inconstancy.

When shall you see me write a thing in rhyme,

Or groan for Joan, or spend a minute’s time

In pruning me? When shall you hear that I

Will praise a hand, a foot, a face, an eye,

A gait, a state, a brow, a breast, a waist,

A leg, a limb—

King.

Soft, whither away so fast?

A true man, or a thief, that gallops so?

Ber.

I post from love; good lover, let me go.

Enter Jaquenetta and Clown [Costard].

Jaq.

God bless the King!

King.

What present hast thou there?

Cost.

Some certain treason.

King.

What makes treason here?

Cost.

Nay, it makes nothing, sir.

King.

If it mar nothing neither,

The treason and you go in peace away together.

Jaq.

I beseech your Grace let this letter be read:

Our person misdoubts it; ’twas treason, he said.

King.

Berowne, read it over.

He [Berowne] reads the letter.

Where hadst thou it?

Jaq.

Of Costard.

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