The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Página 53
... promife . Rof . Break an hour's promife in love ! he that will di- vide a minute into a thousand parts , and break but a part of the thousandth part of a minute in the affairs of love , it may be faid of him , that Cupid hath E 3 it As ...
... promife . Rof . Break an hour's promife in love ! he that will di- vide a minute into a thousand parts , and break but a part of the thousandth part of a minute in the affairs of love , it may be faid of him , that Cupid hath E 3 it As ...
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... promife , and to give this napkin , Dy'd in his blood , unto the fhepherd youth That he in fport doth call his Rofalind . Cel . Why , how now , Ganimed , fweet Ganimed ? [ Rof . faints . Oli . Many will fwoon when they do look on blood ...
... promife , and to give this napkin , Dy'd in his blood , unto the fhepherd youth That he in fport doth call his Rofalind . Cel . Why , how now , Ganimed , fweet Ganimed ? [ Rof . faints . Oli . Many will fwoon when they do look on blood ...
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... promife her to any man , Until the eldeft fifter first be wed : The younger then is free , and not before . Tra . If it be fo , Sir , that you are the man Muft fteed us all , and me amongst the rest ; And if you break the ice , and do ...
... promife her to any man , Until the eldeft fifter first be wed : The younger then is free , and not before . Tra . If it be fo , Sir , that you are the man Muft fteed us all , and me amongst the rest ; And if you break the ice , and do ...
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... promife ; Gremio is out - vied . Bap . I must confefs your offer is the beft ; And let your father make her the affurance , She is your own , elfe you must pardon me : If you fhould die before him , where's her dower ? Tra . That's but ...
... promife ; Gremio is out - vied . Bap . I must confefs your offer is the beft ; And let your father make her the affurance , She is your own , elfe you must pardon me : If you fhould die before him , where's her dower ? Tra . That's but ...
Página 169
... promife me ? King . Make thy demand . Hel . But will you make it even ? fee i King . Ay , by my fcepter , and my hopes of heaven . Hel . Then fhalt thou give me , with thy kingly hand , What husband in thy power I will command ...
... promife me ? King . Make thy demand . Hel . But will you make it even ? fee i King . Ay , by my fcepter , and my hopes of heaven . Hel . Then fhalt thou give me , with thy kingly hand , What husband in thy power I will command ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
affure anſwer Baptifta Bian Bianca Bion Biondello Cath Catharine Clown Count daughter defire doft doth Duke elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father feem felf felves fervant ferve feven fhall fhew fhould fifter fince fing firft fome fool foreft fpeak ftand ftrange fuch fure fwear fweet gentleman give Gremio hath heart heav'n himſelf honour horfe Hortenfio houfe houſe huſband Illyria Kate King knave Lady Lord Lucentio Madam mafter maid Malvolio marry miftrefs miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt Narbon Orla Orlando Padua Petruchio pleaſe pr'ythee pray promife reafon Rofalind ſay SCENE ſelf ſhall ſhe Signior Sir Toby ſpeak tell thee thefe theſe thine thou art Tranio whofe wife worfe youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 145 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance: commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Página 30 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Página 201 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Página 53 - ... it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Página 55 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Página 223 - If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly ; ever, ever dearly.
Página 29 - No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see...