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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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O wall, full often hast thou heard my moans,

For parting my fair Pyramus and me!

My cherry lips have often kiss’d thy stones,

Thy stones with lime and hair knit [up in thee].

Pyr.

I see a voice! Now will I to the chink,

To spy and I can hear my Thisby’s face.

Thisby!

This.

My love thou art, my love I think.

Pyr.

Think what thou wilt, I am thy lover’s grace;

And, like Limander, am I trusty still.

This.

And I, like Helen, till the Fates me kill.

Pyr.

Not Shafalus to Procrus was so true.

This.

As Shafalus to Procrus, I to you.

Pyr.

O, kiss me through the hole of this vild wall!

This.

I kiss the wall’s hole, not your lips at all.

Pyr.

Wilt thou at Ninny’s tomb meet me straightway?

This.

’Tide life, ’tide death, I come without delay.

[Exeunt Pyramus and Thisby.]

Wall.

Thus have I, Wall, my part discharged so;

And being done, thus Wall away doth go.

[Exit.]

The. Now is the moon used between the two neighbors.

Dem. No remedy, my lord, when walls are so willful to hear without warning.

Hip. This is the silliest stuff that ever I heard.

The. The best in this kind are but shadows; and the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them.

Hip. It must be your imagination then, and not theirs.

The. If we imagine no worse of them than they of themselves, they may pass for excellent men. Here come two noble beasts in, a man and a lion.

Enter 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 as Snug the joiner am

A lion fell, nor else no lion’s dam,

For, if I should, as lion, come in strife

Into this place, ’twere pity on my life.

The. A very gentle beast, and of a good conscience.

Dem. The very best at a beast, my lord, that e’er I saw.

Lys. This lion is a very fox for his valor.

The. True; and a goose for his discretion.

Dem. Not so, my lord; for his valor cannot carry his discretion, and the fox carries the goose.

The. His discretion, I am sure, cannot carry his valor; for the goose carries not the fox. It is well; leave it to his discretion, and let us listen to the Moon.

Moon.

This lanthorn doth the horned moon present—

Dem. He should have worn the horns on his head.

The. He is no crescent, and his horns are invisible within the circumference.

Moon.

This lanthorn doth the horned moon present;

Myself the man i’ th’ moon do seem to be.

The. This is the greatest error of all the rest. The man should be put into the lanthorn. How is it else the man i’ th’ moon?

Dem. He dares not come there for the candle; for, you see, it is already in snuff.

Hip. I am a-weary of this moon. Would he would change!

The. It appears, by his small light of discretion, that he is in the wane; but yet in courtesy, in all reason, we must stay the time.

Lys. Proceed, Moon.

Moon. All that I have to say is to tell you that the lanthorn is the moon, I the man i’ th’ moon, this thorn-bush my thorn-bush, and this dog my dog.

Dem. Why, all these should be in the lanthorn; for all these are in the moon. But silence! here comes Thisby.

Enter Thisby.

This.

This is old Ninny’s tomb. Where is my love?

Lion.

O!

[The Lion roars. Thisby runs off.]

Dem. Well roar’d, Lion.

The. Well run, Thisby.

Hip. Well shone, Moon. Truly, the moon shines with a good grace.

[The Lion shakes Thisby’s mantle.]

The. Well mous’d, Lion.

Enter Pyramus.

Dem. And then came Pyramus.

[Exit Lion.]

Lys. And so the lion vanish’d.

Pyr.

Sweet Moon, I thank thee for thy sunny beams;

I thank thee, Moon, for shining now so bright;

For by thy gracious, golden, glittering [gleams],

I trust to take of truest Thisby sight.

But stay! O spite!

But mark, poor knight,

What dreadful dole is here!

Eyes, do you see?

How can it be?

O dainty duck! O dear!

Thy mantle good,

What, stain’d with blood?

Approach, ye Furies fell!

O Fates, come, come,

Cut thread and thrum,

Quail, crush, conclude, and quell!

The. This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go near to make a man look sad.

Hip. Beshrew my heart, but I pity the man.

Pyr.

O, wherefore, Nature, didst thou lions frame?

Since lion vild hath here deflow’r’d my dear;

Which is—no, no—which was the fairest dame

That liv’d, that lov’d, that lik’d, that look’d with cheer.

Come, tears, confound,

Out, sword, and wound

The pap of Pyramus;

Ay, that left pap,

Where heart doth hop.

[Stabs himself.]

Thus die I, thus, thus, thus.

Now am I dead,

Now am I fled;

My soul is in the sky.

Tongue, lose thy light,

Moon, take thy flight,

[Exit Moonshine.]

Now die, die, die, die, die.

[Dies.]

Dem. No die, but an ace, for him; for he is but one.

Lys. Less than an ace, man; for he is dead, he is nothing.

The. With the help of a surgeon he might yet recover, and yet prove an ass.

Hip. How chance Moonshine is gone before Thisby comes back and finds her lover?

[Enter Thisby.]

The. She will find him by starlight. Here she comes, and her passion ends the play.

Hip. Methinks she should not use a long one for such a Pyramus. I hope she will be brief.

Dem. A mote will turn the balance, which Pyramus, which Thisby, is the better: he for a man. God warr’nt us; she for a woman. God bless us.

Lys. She hath spied him already with those sweet eyes.

Dem. And thus she means, videlicet—

This.

Asleep, my love?

What, dead, my dove?

O Pyramus, arise!

Speak, speak! Quite dumb?

Dead, dead? A tomb

Must cover thy sweet eyes.

These lily lips,

This cherry nose,

These yellow cowslip cheeks,

Are gone, are gone!

Lovers, make moan;

His eyes were green as leeks.

O Sisters Three,

Come, come to me,

With hands as pale as milk;

Lay them in gore,

Since you have shore

With shears his thread of silk.

Tongue, not a word!

Come, trusty sword,

Come, blade, my breast imbrue!

[Stabs herself.]

And farewell, friends;

Thus Thisby ends;

Adieu, adieu, adieu.

[Dies]

The. Moonshine and Lion are left to bury the dead.

Dem. Ay, and Wall too.

[Bot.] [Starting up.] No, I assure you, the wall is down that parted their fathers. Will it please you to see the epilogue, or to hear a Bergomask dance between two of our company?

The. No epilogue, I pray you; for your play needs no excuse. Never excuse; for when the players are all dead, there need none to be blam’d. Marry, if he that writ it had play’d Pyramus, and hang’d himself in Thisby’s garter, it would have been a fine tragedy; and so it is, truly, and very notably discharg’d. But come, your Bergomask; let your epilogue alone.

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