The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]., Volumen3 |
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... tell thee , Charles , he is the ftubborneft young fellow of France ; full of ambition , an envious emulator of every man's good parts , a fecret and villainous contriver against me his natural brother ; therefore use thy difcre- tion ...
... tell thee , Charles , he is the ftubborneft young fellow of France ; full of ambition , an envious emulator of every man's good parts , a fecret and villainous contriver against me his natural brother ; therefore use thy difcre- tion ...
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... tell us the manner of the wrestling . Le Beu . I will tell you the beginning , and , if it please your ladyships , you may fee the end , for the beft is yet to do ; and here where you are , they are coming to per- form it . Cel . Well ...
... tell us the manner of the wrestling . Le Beu . I will tell you the beginning , and , if it please your ladyships , you may fee the end , for the beft is yet to do ; and here where you are , they are coming to per- form it . Cel . Well ...
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... tell you , there is fuch odds in the men : in pity of the challenger's youth , I would fain diffuade him , but he will not be en- treated . Speak to him , ladies , fee if you can move him . Cel . Call him hither , good Monfieur Le Beu ...
... tell you , there is fuch odds in the men : in pity of the challenger's youth , I would fain diffuade him , but he will not be en- treated . Speak to him , ladies , fee if you can move him . Cel . Call him hither , good Monfieur Le Beu ...
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... tell who fhould down . Duke . No more , no more . [ Shout . [ Charles is thrown . Orla , Yes , I beseech your Grace ; I am not yet well breathed . Duke . How doft thou , Charles ? Le Beu . He cannot fpeak , my Lord . Duke , Bear him ...
... tell who fhould down . Duke . No more , no more . [ Shout . [ Charles is thrown . Orla , Yes , I beseech your Grace ; I am not yet well breathed . Duke . How doft thou , Charles ? Le Beu . He cannot fpeak , my Lord . Duke , Bear him ...
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... tell who 2012 D [ Sheat [ Charles is thrown , Speed your Glace ; I am not yet well murgers , my Lord , hway . Wines y me , young man ? rama , by the youngest fan of Sir Reso Jan wound on indif seen fun to home man elfe ; De und dem by ...
... tell who 2012 D [ Sheat [ Charles is thrown , Speed your Glace ; I am not yet well murgers , my Lord , hway . Wines y me , young man ? rama , by the youngest fan of Sir Reso Jan wound on indif seen fun to home man elfe ; De und dem by ...
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Pasajes populares
Página 145 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance: commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Página 30 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Página 201 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Página 53 - ... it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Página 55 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Página 223 - If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly ; ever, ever dearly.
Página 29 - No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see...