The Works of William Shakespeare, Volumen1Macmillan, 1864 - 1079 páginas |
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... true . This mis - shapen knave , His mother was a witch , and one so strong That could control the moon , make flows and ebbs , And deal in her command without her power . 271 These three have robb'd me ; and this demi - devil- For he's ...
... true . This mis - shapen knave , His mother was a witch , and one so strong That could control the moon , make flows and ebbs , And deal in her command without her power . 271 These three have robb'd me ; and this demi - devil- For he's ...
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... true , will't be a match ? Launce . Ask my dog : if he say ay , it will ; if be say , no , it will ; if he shake his tail and say nothing , it will . Speed . The conclusion is then that it will . Launce . Thou shalt never get such a ...
... true , will't be a match ? Launce . Ask my dog : if he say ay , it will ; if be say , no , it will ; if he shake his tail and say nothing , it will . Speed . The conclusion is then that it will . Launce . Thou shalt never get such a ...
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... true ; such pearls as put out ladies ' eyes ; For I had rather wink than look on them . Thu. How likes she my discourse ? Pro . Ill , when you talk of war . Thu. But well , when I discourse of love and peace ? Jul . [ Aside ] But better ...
... true ; such pearls as put out ladies ' eyes ; For I had rather wink than look on them . Thu. How likes she my discourse ? Pro . Ill , when you talk of war . Thu. But well , when I discourse of love and peace ? Jul . [ Aside ] But better ...
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... true ; I like not the humour of lying . some humours : I should have borne the humour- He hath wronged me in ed letter to her ; but I have a sword and it shall bite upon my necessity . He loves your wife ; there's the short and the long ...
... true ; I like not the humour of lying . some humours : I should have borne the humour- He hath wronged me in ed letter to her ; but I have a sword and it shall bite upon my necessity . He loves your wife ; there's the short and the long ...
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... true , Still swine eat all the draff . Re - enter MISTRESS FORD with two Servants . [ Exit . Mrs Ford . Go , sirs , take the basket again on your shoulders : your master is hard at door ; if bid you set it down , obey him : quickly ...
... true , Still swine eat all the draff . Re - enter MISTRESS FORD with two Servants . [ Exit . Mrs Ford . Go , sirs , take the basket again on your shoulders : your master is hard at door ; if bid you set it down , obey him : quickly ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Alençon arms art thou Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin crown daughter death doth Duke Duke of York Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff Farewell father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give Glou grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Pompey pray Prince prithee Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier SCENE Shal shame Signior Sir John Sir John Falstaff sirrah Somerset soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto What's wife wilt word York
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Página 192 - I am a Jew : Hath not a Jew eyes ? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is ? If you prick us, do we not bleed ? if you tickle us, do we not laugh ? If you poison us, do we not die ? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge ? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that.
Página 355 - 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 202 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus: Let no such man be trusted.
Página 370 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Página 184 - For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. You call me misbeliever, cut-throat dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help : Go to then ; you come to me, and you say, ' Shylock, we would have moneys...
Página 210 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than- the envious court ? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons' difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say ' This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Página 456 - Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart ; his passport shall be made And crowns for convoy put into his purse : We would not die in that man's company That fears his fellowship to die with us. This day is...
Página 214 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances ; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...