The Plays of Shakspeare, Volumen14Doubleday & McClure Company, 1897 |
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Página 47
... Stand you awhile aloof . - Cesario , Thou know'st no less but all ; I have unclasped To thee the book even of my secret soul : Therefore , good youth , address thy gait unto her ; Be not denied access , stand at her doors , And tell ...
... Stand you awhile aloof . - Cesario , Thou know'st no less but all ; I have unclasped To thee the book even of my secret soul : Therefore , good youth , address thy gait unto her ; Be not denied access , stand at her doors , And tell ...
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... stand at your door like a sheriff's post , and be the supporter to a bench , but he'll speak with you . Oli . What ... standing water , between boy and man Ha is Men 11 C very shrewishly ; one would think his mother's milk were Scene 5 ...
... stand at your door like a sheriff's post , and be the supporter to a bench , but he'll speak with you . Oli . What ... standing water , between boy and man Ha is Men 11 C very shrewishly ; one would think his mother's milk were Scene 5 ...
Página 91
... stands by thy tabor , if thy tabor stand by the church . Clo . You have said , sir . - To see this age ! -A sentence is but a cheveril glove to a good wit : now quickly the wrong side may be turned out- ward ! Vio . Nay , that's certain ...
... stands by thy tabor , if thy tabor stand by the church . Clo . You have said , sir . - To see this age ! -A sentence is but a cheveril glove to a good wit : now quickly the wrong side may be turned out- ward ! Vio . Nay , that's certain ...
Página 117
... stand here , make a good show on ' t : this shall end without the perdition of souls .- [ Aside . ] Marry , I'll ride your horse as well as I ride you . Re - enter FABIAN and VIOLA . [ TO FABIAN . ] I have his horse to take up the ...
... stand here , make a good show on ' t : this shall end without the perdition of souls .- [ Aside . ] Marry , I'll ride your horse as well as I ride you . Re - enter FABIAN and VIOLA . [ TO FABIAN . ] I have his horse to take up the ...
Página 119
... me to ask you for my purse ? It grieves Much more for what I cannot do for you Than what befalls myself . You stand ama zed ; But be of comfort . me 120 TWELFTH - NIGHT . 2 Off . Come , Scene 4. ] 119 TWELFTH - NIGHT .
... me to ask you for my purse ? It grieves Much more for what I cannot do for you Than what befalls myself . You stand ama zed ; But be of comfort . me 120 TWELFTH - NIGHT . 2 Off . Come , Scene 4. ] 119 TWELFTH - NIGHT .
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.