Shakespeare's Comedy of the Winter's TaleHarper & Brothers, 1893 - 220 páginas |
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... gone the im- mediate recollection of herself , and of her humble state , of her hapless love , is full of beauty , tenderness , and nature : " Even here undone ! I was not much afeared ; for once or twice I was about to speak and tell ...
... gone the im- mediate recollection of herself , and of her humble state , of her hapless love , is full of beauty , tenderness , and nature : " Even here undone ! I was not much afeared ; for once or twice I was about to speak and tell ...
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... Gone already ! Inch - thick , knee - deep , o'er head and ears a fork'd one ! — Go , play , boy , play . - Thy mother plays , and I Play too , but so disgrac'd a part , whose issue Will hiss me to my grave ; contempt and clamour Will be ...
... Gone already ! Inch - thick , knee - deep , o'er head and ears a fork'd one ! — Go , play , boy , play . - Thy mother plays , and I Play too , but so disgrac'd a part , whose issue Will hiss me to my grave ; contempt and clamour Will be ...
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... gone , When I shall gust it last . - How came ' t , Camillo , That he did stay ? Camillo . At the good queen's entreaty . 210 Leontes . At the queen's be ' t : ' good ' should be pertinent ; But , so it is , it is not . Was this taken ...
... gone , When I shall gust it last . - How came ' t , Camillo , That he did stay ? Camillo . At the good queen's entreaty . 210 Leontes . At the queen's be ' t : ' good ' should be pertinent ; But , so it is , it is not . Was this taken ...
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... my brain , plot - proof ; but she I can hook to me : -say that she were gone , Given to the fire , a moiety of my rest Might come to me again . - Who's there ? 4 Jenny in dea of I Servant . Leontes . 68 THE WINTER'S TALE .
... my brain , plot - proof ; but she I can hook to me : -say that she were gone , Given to the fire , a moiety of my rest Might come to me again . - Who's there ? 4 Jenny in dea of I Servant . Leontes . 68 THE WINTER'S TALE .
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... gone.- Look to your babe , my lord ; ' t is yours : Jove send her A better guiding spirit ! -What needs these hands ? - You , that are thus so tender o'er his follies , Will never do him good , not one of you .-- So , so . Farewell ; we ...
... gone.- Look to your babe , my lord ; ' t is yours : Jove send her A better guiding spirit ! -What needs these hands ? - You , that are thus so tender o'er his follies , Will never do him good , not one of you .-- So , so . Farewell ; we ...
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Términos y frases comunes
1st folio Antigonus Archidamus Autolycus beauty Beseech Bohemia Camb Camillo character child Clarke Cleomenes Clown Coll colour conjectured Cymb Cymbeline dare daugh daughter death Delphos dildo Dion discase Dorcas edition editors ellipsis Emilia Exeunt eyes father fear feel Florizel flowers follows Gentleman give grace gracious Greene's novel Halliwell hand Hanmer hast hath heart heavens Hermione Hermione's honest honour innocent jealousy Johnson king King of Bohemia lady later folios Lear Leontes look lord Macb Malone Mamillius means Mopsa nature never noble Noble Kinsmen oracle Othello oxlips Pandosto passage passion Paulina Perdita play Polixenes Pray prince prithee queen remarks Rich royal SCENE Schmidt seems Servant Shakespeare Shakspere Shepherd Sicilia Sonn sorrow speak Steevens quotes swear sweet tell Temp thee Theo thing thou art thought true wife Winter's Tale word
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Página 207 - And put it to the foil : But you, O you, So perfect, and so peerless, are created Of every creature's best.
Página 111 - t. [Exit. Per. Even here undone ! I was not much afeard : for once, or twice, I was about to speak ; and tell him plainly, The selfsame sun, that shines upon his court, Hides not his visage from our cottage, but Looks on alike.— Will 't please you, sir, be gone?
Página 170 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Página 101 - I'd have you do it ever : when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that...
Página 149 - O pardon ! since a crooked figure may Attest in little place a million, And let us, ciphers to this great accompt, On your imaginary forces work.
Página 100 - But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature is an art That nature makes. 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...
Página 101 - Dis's waggon! 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; and, my sweet friend, To strew him o'er and o'er.
Página 97 - Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way, And merrily hent the stile-a; A merry heart goes all the day, Your sad tires in a mile-a.
Página 187 - Come, come, and sit you down ; you shall not budge ; You go not till I set you up a glass Where you may see the inmost part of you.
Página 87 - I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty ; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.