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1 I wonder if the lion be to speak.
A Midsummer Night's DreamBy William Shakespeare ContextHighlight In ACT V
2 One lion may, when many asses do.
A Midsummer Night's DreamBy William Shakespeare ContextHighlight In ACT V
3 This lion is a very fox for his valour.
A Midsummer Night's DreamBy William Shakespeare ContextHighlight In ACT V
4 Here come two noble beasts in, a man and a lion.
A Midsummer Night's DreamBy William Shakespeare ContextHighlight In ACT V
5 SNOUT Therefore another prologue must tell he is not a lion.
A Midsummer Night's DreamBy William Shakespeare ContextHighlight In ACT III
6 If you think I come hither as a lion, it were pity of my life.
A Midsummer Night's DreamBy William Shakespeare ContextHighlight In ACT III
7 You, Pyramus' father; myself, Thisbe's father; Snug, the joiner, you, the lion's part.
A Midsummer Night's DreamBy William Shakespeare ContextHighlight In ACT I
8 For there is not a more fearful wild-fowl than your lion living; and we ought to look to it.
A Midsummer Night's DreamBy William Shakespeare ContextHighlight In ACT III
9 Now the hungry lion roars, And the wolf behowls the moon; Whilst the heavy ploughman snores, All with weary task fordone.
A Midsummer Night's DreamBy William Shakespeare ContextHighlight In ACT V
10 In any case, let Thisbe have clean linen; and let not him that plays the lion pare his nails, for they shall hang out for the lion's claws.
A Midsummer Night's DreamBy William Shakespeare ContextHighlight In ACT IV
11 Then know that I, one 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.'
A Midsummer Night's DreamBy William Shakespeare ContextHighlight In ACT V
12 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.
A Midsummer Night's DreamBy William Shakespeare ContextHighlight In ACT V