The Plays of Shakspeare, Volumen14Doubleday & McClure Company, 1897 |
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... desire and chance that determines Rosaline as the first object may transfer it to a Juliet , but the yearning itself lies in the fine spirit of youth that no chance of outward fortune can destroy . The First Act of Twelfth Night opens ...
... desire and chance that determines Rosaline as the first object may transfer it to a Juliet , but the yearning itself lies in the fine spirit of youth that no chance of outward fortune can destroy . The First Act of Twelfth Night opens ...
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... desires , like fell and cruel hounds , E'er since pursue me .—— Enter VALENTINE . How now ? what news from her ! Val . So please my lord , I might not be admitted , But from her handmaid do return this answer : The element itself , till ...
... desires , like fell and cruel hounds , E'er since pursue me .—— Enter VALENTINE . How now ? what news from her ! Val . So please my lord , I might not be admitted , But from her handmaid do return this answer : The element itself , till ...
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... . Mar. And you too , sir . Sir To . Accost , Sir Andrew , accost . Sir And . What's that ? Sir To . My niece's chambermaid . Sir And . Good Mistress Accost , I desire better Sir And . Good Mistress Mary Accost , — Sir [ Act L.
... . Mar. And you too , sir . Sir To . Accost , Sir Andrew , accost . Sir And . What's that ? Sir To . My niece's chambermaid . Sir And . Good Mistress Accost , I desire better Sir And . Good Mistress Mary Accost , — Sir [ Act L.
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... desires to speak with you . Oli . From the Count Orsino , is it ? Mar. I know not , madam : ' t is a fair young man , and well attended . Oli . Who of my people hold him in delay Mar. Sir Toby , madam , your kinsman . Oli . Fetch him ...
... desires to speak with you . Oli . From the Count Orsino , is it ? Mar. I know not , madam : ' t is a fair young man , and well attended . Oli . Who of my people hold him in delay Mar. Sir Toby , madam , your kinsman . Oli . Fetch him ...
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... Desire him not to flatter with his lord , Nor hold him up with hopes ; I am not for him : If that the youth will come this way to - morrow , Hie thee , Malvolio . I'll give him reasons for ' t . Mal . Madam , I will . [ Exit . Oil . I ...
... Desire him not to flatter with his lord , Nor hold him up with hopes ; I am not for him : If that the youth will come this way to - morrow , Hie thee , Malvolio . I'll give him reasons for ' t . Mal . Madam , I will . [ Exit . Oil . I ...
Términos y frases comunes
Antigonus Apolonius AUTOLYCUS beauty began Bellaria better beyng Bohemia brother Camillo Capnio Cesario child CLEOMENES Clown daughter dear death Delphos Dorastus dost Duke Egistus Enter Exeunt Exit eyes FABIAN father Fawnia fear FLORIZEL fool fortune Franion gentleman give hand hath haue hear heard heart heavens Hermione honour Illyria Iulina king lady Lelia Leon Leontes look lord madam Malvolio MARIA married matter mind never night noble Olivia oracle Orsino Pandosto Paul Paulina Perdita play Polixenes poor Porrus pray prince queen Re-enter SCENE Sebastian servant Shakespeare Shep shepherd Sicilia Silla Siluio Sir Andrew Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir TOBY BELCH Sir Topas sorrow speak swear sweet tell thee there's thou art thou hast thought TWELFTH-NIGHT tyme Viola vnto whither wife WINTER'S TALE young
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Página 78 - 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 80 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Página 19 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Página 60 - Holla your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out, Olivia ! O, you should not rest Between the elements of air and earth, But you should pity me. Oli. You might do much: What is your parentage?
Página 98 - But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes.
Página 99 - 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 98 - re welcome, sir. — Give me those flowers there, Dorcas. — Reverend sirs, For you there 's rosemary and rue ; these keep Seeming and savour all the winter long : Grace and remembrance be to you both, And welcome to our shearing ! Pol.
Página 28 - What years, i' faith ? Vio. About your years, my lord. Duke. Too old, by heaven; let still the woman take An elder than herself ; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are.
Página 152 - Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came, alas ! to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day.