The Plays of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Old Copies, and by the Recently Discovered Folio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript EmendationsWhittaker and Company, 1853 - 884 páginas |
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... word , good sir ; I fear , you have done yourself some wrong : a word . Mira . Why speaks my father so ungently ? This Is the third man that e'er I saw ; the first That e'er I sigh'd for . Pity move my father To be inclin'd my way ! Fer ...
... word , good sir ; I fear , you have done yourself some wrong : a word . Mira . Why speaks my father so ungently ? This Is the third man that e'er I saw ; the first That e'er I sigh'd for . Pity move my father To be inclin'd my way ! Fer ...
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... word . Speed . Why , she hath given you a letter . Val . That's the letter I writ to her friend . Speed . And that ... word ? Ay , so true love should do : it cannot speak ; For truth hath better deeds , than words , to grace it . Enter ...
... word . Speed . Why , she hath given you a letter . Val . That's the letter I writ to her friend . Speed . And that ... word ? Ay , so true love should do : it cannot speak ; For truth hath better deeds , than words , to grace it . Enter ...
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... word for weeping : now should I kiss my father ; well , he weeps on . Now come I to my mother , ( O , that she could speak now ! ) like a wild woman : —well , I kiss her ; why there ' tis ; here's my mother's breath , up and down . Now ...
... word for weeping : now should I kiss my father ; well , he weeps on . Now come I to my mother , ( O , that she could speak now ! ) like a wild woman : —well , I kiss her ; why there ' tis ; here's my mother's breath , up and down . Now ...
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... word . Val . My ears are stopp'd , and cannot hear good news , So much of bad already hath possess'd them . Pro . Then in dumb silence will I bury mine , For they are harsh , untuneable , and bad . Val . Is Silvia dead ? Pro . No ...
... word . Val . My ears are stopp'd , and cannot hear good news , So much of bad already hath possess'd them . Pro . Then in dumb silence will I bury mine , For they are harsh , untuneable , and bad . Val . Is Silvia dead ? Pro . No ...
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... Word of denial in thy labras here ; fault .- ' Tis a good dog . Caius . Vat is you sing ? I do not. Page . Sir , I thank you . Shal . Sir , I thank you ; by yea and no , I do . Page . I am glad to see you , good master Slender . Slen ...
... Word of denial in thy labras here ; fault .- ' Tis a good dog . Caius . Vat is you sing ? I do not. Page . Sir , I thank you . Shal . Sir , I thank you ; by yea and no , I do . Page . I am glad to see you , good master Slender . Slen ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Alençon arms art thou Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin crown daughter death doth Duke duke of York Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give Gloster grace hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier RICHARD PLANTAGENET SCENE Shal shame signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir John Somerset soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto villain wife wilt word York
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Página 401 - That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you. Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war. And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding, which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot! Follow your spirit, and upon this charge Cry, "God...
Página 189 - ... eye-brow. Then, a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then, the justice, In fair round belly, with good capon lin'd, With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances * ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose, well sav'd,...
Página 151 - We, Hermia, like two artificial gods Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key, As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds Had been incorporate. So we grew together Like to a double cherry, seeming parted But yet...
Página 200 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino. These pretty country folks would lie, In spring time, &c.