Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of Windsor. Measure for measure. Comedy of errors. Much ado about nothing. Love's labour's lost. Midsummer night's dream. Merchant of Venice. As you like it. Taming of the shrew. All's well that ends well. Twelfth night. A winter's tale. King John. King Richard II. First and second parts of King Henry IV. King Henry V. First and second parts of King Henry VIG. Routledge & sons, limited, 1875 |
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... head of the Greek sculptors , but it is at the same time poor in art , and as if intended to represent an original becoming obese . The engraving was done within seven years after the death of Shakspere , the bust still nearer the ...
... head of the Greek sculptors , but it is at the same time poor in art , and as if intended to represent an original becoming obese . The engraving was done within seven years after the death of Shakspere , the bust still nearer the ...
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... head . Ari . Thou liest , thou canst not . Cal . What a pied ninny's this ! Thou scurvy patch ! — I do beseech thy greatness , give him blows , And take his bottle from him : When that's gone , He shall drink nought but brine ; for I'll ...
... head . Ari . Thou liest , thou canst not . Cal . What a pied ninny's this ! Thou scurvy patch ! — I do beseech thy greatness , give him blows , And take his bottle from him : When that's gone , He shall drink nought but brine ; for I'll ...
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... head unmellow'd , but his judgment ripe ; And , in a word , ( for far behind his worth Come all the praises that I now bestow , ) He is complete in feature , and in mind , With all good grace to grace a gentleman . Duke . Beshrew me ...
... head unmellow'd , but his judgment ripe ; And , in a word , ( for far behind his worth Come all the praises that I now bestow , ) He is complete in feature , and in mind , With all good grace to grace a gentleman . Duke . Beshrew me ...
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... head , but ' t is a Valentine . Pro . Valentine ? Val . No. Pre . Who then ? his spirit ? Val . Neither . Pro . What then ? Val . Nothing . Laun . Can nothing speak ? Master , shall I strike ? Pro . Who would'st thou strike ? Laun ...
... head , but ' t is a Valentine . Pro . Valentine ? Val . No. Pre . Who then ? his spirit ? Val . Neither . Pro . What then ? Val . Nothing . Laun . Can nothing speak ? Master , shall I strike ? Pro . Who would'st thou strike ? Laun ...
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... head ; What matter have you against me ? Slen . Marry , sir , I have matter in my head against you ; and against your coney - catching rascals , Bar- dolph , Nym , and Pistol . [ They carried me to the tavern and made me drunk , and ...
... head ; What matter have you against me ? Slen . Marry , sir , I have matter in my head against you ; and against your coney - catching rascals , Bar- dolph , Nym , and Pistol . [ They carried me to the tavern and made me drunk , and ...
Términos y frases comunes
Alençon arms art thou Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin daughter death doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give Gloster grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Laun Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble pardon peace Pedro Pist Pompey pray prince prithee Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier Richard Plantagenet SCENE Shal shame signior Sir Andrew Ague-cheek sir John Sir John Falstaff Somerset soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto villain wife wilt word York
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Página 374 - Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a poor man's son would have lain still, And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you; But you, at your sick service, had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love, And call it cunning. Do, an' if you will ; If heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must.
Página 223 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...