The Temple Shakespeare, Volumen38J.M. Dent and Company, 1901 |
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Términos y frases comunes
art thou banish'd BEADSMAN boots codpiece dost thou doth Duke's palace Enter Proteus Enter Silvia Enter Valentine Exeunt Exit eyes fair false farthingale fat friar father faults fear Folios read folly fool forsworn Friar gentle Gentlemen of Verona give gone grace hath hear heart heaven Hellespont hence honour Host Item Julia kiss ladyship Launce letter look lord lose thy lover Lucetta Madam Silvia Mantua Marry Milan mistress month's mind mutton noddy oaths Padua Panthino Patrick's cell perjury pity play quibblingly Scene servant Shakespeare sheep Sir Eglamour Sir Proteus Sir Thurio Sir Valentine sorrow speak Speed sweet lady tears tell thank thine think'st thou art thou hast thou lovest thou shalt thy master thyself Twere unto Valentine's praise What's Wilt thou woman word worthy writ youth
Pasajes populares
Página 11 - I have no other but a woman's reason ; I think him so, because I think him so.
Página 75 - Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling ; She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling ; To her let us garlands bring.
Página 74 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her? Holy, fair, and wise is she ; The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be.
Página 93 - How use doth breed a habit in a man ! This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, I better brook than flourishing peopled towns : Here can I sit alone, unseen of any, And to the nightingale's complaining notes Tune my distresses and record my woes.
Página 45 - The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage ; But, when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with the enamel'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage ; And so by many winding nooks he strays With willing sport to the wild ocean.
Página 17 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun. And by-and-by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.