10 Masterpieces You Have to Read Before You Die, Vol. 3 (eBook)

The Pit and the Pendulum, The Dream of a Ridiculous Man, At the Mountains of Madness, Frankenstein, No Longer Human. Confessions of a Faulty Man

Edgar Allan Poe, William Shakespeare, FRANCES HODGSON BURNETT, Fyodor Dostoevsky, ROBERT LOUIS STEVE (Autoren)

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2021 | 1. Auflage
2035 Seiten
Strelbytskyy Multimedia Publishing (Verlag)
978-0-88001-115-0 (ISBN)

Infos

This book contains the following works: 1. Edgar Allan Poe: The Pit and the Pendulum 2. William Shakespeare: A Midsummer Night's Dream 3. Frances Hodgson Burnett: The Secret Garden 4. Fyodor Dostoevsky: The Dream of a Ridiculous Man 5. Robert Louis Stevenson: Treasure Island 6. H.P. Lovecraft: At the Mountains of Madness 7. Jack London: The Call of the Wild 8. Mary W. Shelley: Frankenstein, or The Modern Prometheus 9. Osamu Dazai: No Longer Human (Confessions of a Faulty Man) 10. Nathaniel Hawthorne: The Scarlet Letter 

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Scene I

Athens. The palace of THESEUS.

Enter THESEUS, HIPPOLYTA, PHILOSTRATE, and Attendants.

Theseus

Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour

Draws on apace; four happy days bring in

Another moon: but, O, methinks, how slow

This old moon wanes! she lingers my desires,

Like to a step-dame or a dowager

Long withering out a young man revenue.

Hippolyta

Four days will quickly steep themselves in night;

Four nights will quickly dream away the time;

And then the moon, like to a silver bow

New-bent in heaven, shall behold the night

Of our solemnities.

Theseus

Go, Philostrate,

Stir up the Athenian youth to merriments;

Awake the pert and nimble spirit of mirth;

Turn melancholy forth to funerals;

The pale companion is not for our pomp.

Exit PHILOSTRATE.

Hippolyta, I woo'd thee with my sword,

And won thy love, doing thee injuries;

But I will wed thee in another key,

With pomp, with triumph and with revelling.

Enter EGEUS, HERMIA, LYSANDER, and DEMETRIUS.

Egeus

Happy be Theseus, our renowned duke!

Theseus

Thanks, good Egeus: what's the news with thee?

Egeus

Full of vexation come I, with complaint

Against my child, my daughter Hermia.

Stand forth, Demetrius. My noble lord,

This man hath my consent to marry her.

Stand forth, Lysander: and my gracious duke,

This man hath bewitch'd the bosom of my child;

Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes,

And interchanged love-tokens with my child:

Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung,

With feigning voice verses of feigning love,

And stolen the impression of her fantasy

With bracelets of thy hair, rings, gawds, conceits,

Knacks, trifles, nosegays, sweetmeats, messengers

Of strong prevailment in unharden'd youth:

With cunning hast thou filch'd my daughter's heart,

Turn'd her obedience, which is due to me,

To stubborn harshness: and, my gracious duke,

Be it so she; will not here before your grace

Consent to marry with Demetrius,

I beg the ancient privilege of Athens,

As she is mine, I may dispose of her:

Which shall be either to this gentleman

Or to her death, according to our law

Immediately provided in that case.

Theseus

What say you, Hermia? be advised fair maid:

To you your father should be as a god;

One that composed your beauties, yea, and one

To whom you are but as a form in wax

By him imprinted and within his power

To leave the figure or disfigure it.

Demetrius is a worthy gentleman.

Hermia

So is Lysander.

Theseus

In himself he is;

But in this kind, wanting your father's voice,

The other must be held the worthier.

Hermia

I would my father look'd but with my eyes.

Theseus

Rather your eyes must with his judgment look.

Hermia

I do entreat your grace to pardon me.

I know not by what power I am made bold,

Nor how it may concern my modesty,

In such a presence here to plead my thoughts;

But I beseech your grace that I may know

The worst that may befall me in this case,

If I refuse to wed Demetrius.

Theseus

Either to die the death or to abjure

For ever the society of men.

Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires;

Know of your youth, examine well your blood,

Whether, if you yield not to your father's choice,

You can endure the livery of a nun,

For aye to be in shady cloister mew'd,

To live a barren sister all your life,

Chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless moon.

Thrice-blessed they that master so their blood,

To undergo such maiden pilgrimage;

But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd,

Than that which withering on the virgin thorn

Grows, lives and dies in single blessedness.

Hermia

So will I grow, so live, so die, my lord,

Ere I will my virgin patent up

Unto his lordship, whose unwished yoke

My soul consents not to give sovereignty.

Theseus

Take time to pause; and, by the next new moon —

The sealing-day betwixt my love and me,

For everlasting bond of fellowship —

Upon that day either prepare to die

For disobedience to your father's will,

Or else to wed Demetrius, as he would;

Or on Diana's altar to protest

For aye austerity and single life.

Demetrius

Relent, sweet Hermia: and, Lysander, yield

Thy crazed title to my certain right.

Lysander

You have her father's love, Demetrius;

Let me have Hermia's: do you marry him.

Egeus

Scornful Lysander! true, he hath my love,

And what is mine my love shall render him.

And she is mine, and all my right of her

I do estate unto Demetrius.

Lysander

I am, my lord, as well derived as he,

As well possess'd; my love is more than his;

My fortunes every way as fairly rank'd,

If not with vantage, as Demetrius';

And, which is more than all these boasts can be,

I am beloved of beauteous Hermia:

Why should not I then prosecute my right?

Demetrius, I'll avouch it to his head,

Made love to Nedar's daughter, Helena,

And won her soul; and she, sweet lady, dotes,

Devoutly dotes, dotes in idolatry,

Upon this spotted and inconstant man.

Theseus

I must confess that I have heard so much,

And with Demetrius thought to have spoke thereof;

But, being over-full of self-affairs,

My mind did lose it. But, Demetrius, come;

And come, Egeus; you shall go with me,

I have some private schooling for you both.

For you, fair Hermia, look you arm yourself

To fit your fancies to your father's will;

Or else the law of Athens yields you up —

Which by no means we may extenuate —

To death, or to a vow of single life.

Come, my Hippolyta: what cheer, my love?

Demetrius and Egeus, go along:

I must employ you in some business

Against our nuptial and confer with you

Of something nearly that concerns yourselves.

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Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 17.9.2021
• Verlagsort: Mikhailovka village
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Fantasy / Science Fiction ► Science Fiction
• Schlagworte: Adventure • English • Fantasy • foreign classics • foreign literature • horror and mysticism • Love • Mysticism • Science Fiction • Story • Strelbytskyy Multimedia Publishing
• ISBN-10: 0-88001-115-7 / 0880011157
• ISBN-13: 978-0-88001-115-0 / 9780880011150