The Works of William Shakespeare: The taming of the shrew. All's well that ends well. Twelfth-night. The winter's tale. King John. King Richard IIBernhard Tauchnitz, 1868 |
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... present profession a tinker ? Ask Marian Hacket , the fat ale - wife of Wincot , if she know me not : if she say am not fourteen pence on the score for sheer ale , score me up for the lyingest knave in Christendom . What ! I am not ...
... present profession a tinker ? Ask Marian Hacket , the fat ale - wife of Wincot , if she know me not : if she say am not fourteen pence on the score for sheer ale , score me up for the lyingest knave in Christendom . What ! I am not ...
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... present a ewer , basin , and napkin . O , how we joy to see your wits restor❜d ! ( ) , that once more you knew but what you are ! These fifteen years you have been in a dream ; Or when you wak'd , so wak'd as if you slept . Sly . These ...
... present a ewer , basin , and napkin . O , how we joy to see your wits restor❜d ! ( ) , that once more you knew but what you are ! These fifteen years you have been in a dream ; Or when you wak'd , so wak'd as if you slept . Sly . These ...
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... guest - Within your house , to make mine eye the witness Of that report which I so oft have heard . And , for an entrance to my entertainment , -- I do present you with a man of mine , 26 [ ACT II . THE TAMING OF THE SHREW .
... guest - Within your house , to make mine eye the witness Of that report which I so oft have heard . And , for an entrance to my entertainment , -- I do present you with a man of mine , 26 [ ACT II . THE TAMING OF THE SHREW .
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William Shakespeare. I do present you with a man of mine , [ Presenting Hortensio . Cunning in music and the mathematics , T ' instruct her fully in those sciences , Whereof I know she is not ignorant : Accept of him , or else you do me ...
William Shakespeare. I do present you with a man of mine , [ Presenting Hortensio . Cunning in music and the mathematics , T ' instruct her fully in those sciences , Whereof I know she is not ignorant : Accept of him , or else you do me ...
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... present alms ; If not , elsewhere they meet with charity : But I , - who never knew how to entreat , Nor never needed that I should entreat , - Am starv'd for meat , giddy for lack of sleep ; With oaths kept waking , and with brawling ...
... present alms ; If not , elsewhere they meet with charity : But I , - who never knew how to entreat , Nor never needed that I should entreat , - Am starv'd for meat , giddy for lack of sleep ; With oaths kept waking , and with brawling ...
Términos y frases comunes
Antigonus Aumerle Baptista Bast Bianca Bion Biondello Bishop of Carlisle blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath Camillo CHIG Count daughter dear death doth Duke Duke of Hereford Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Farewell father fear fool France friends Gaunt gentleman give grief Grumio hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Hortensio Illyria John Kate Kath king King John knave lady Leon liege look lord Lucentio madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master mistress never noble Northumberland Padua PANDULPH pardon peace Petruchio pray prince prithee queen Re-enter Rich Rousillon SCENE Servant Shep Sicilia Signior Sir Toby Sir TOBY BELCH Sirrah soul speak swear sweet tell thee there's thine thou art thou hast tongue Tranio UNIV wife word
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Página 434 - Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands, This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Página 293 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's wagon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one ! O, these I lack, To make you garlands of,...
Página 412 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Página 292 - You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather ; but The art itself is nature.
Página 457 - All murder'd— for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court; and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp; Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks; Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable; and, humour'd thus, Comes at the last, and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell, king!
Página 430 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Página 191 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Página 190 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night: — Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids, that weave their thread with bones. Do use to chant it: it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love Like the old age.
Página 482 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas , poor Hi chard-! where rode he the whilst? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a- well-grac'd actor leaves the stage , Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard; no man cried, "God save him!
Página 482 - And thus still doing, thus he passed along. Duch. Alas, poor Richard ! where rode he the whilst ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious ; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...