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... Enter Valentine . Val . So please my Lord , I might not be admitted ; But from her hand - maid do return this answer : The element itself , ' till seven years hence , Shall not behold her face at ample view ;, But , like a cloyftrefs ...
... Enter Valentine . Val . So please my Lord , I might not be admitted ; But from her hand - maid do return this answer : The element itself , ' till seven years hence , Shall not behold her face at ample view ;, But , like a cloyftrefs ...
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... Enter Valentine , and Viola in Man's Attire . Val . If the Duke continue these favours towards you , Cefario , you are like to be much advanc'd ; he hath known you but three days , and already you are no ftranger . Vio . You either fear ...
... Enter Valentine , and Viola in Man's Attire . Val . If the Duke continue these favours towards you , Cefario , you are like to be much advanc'd ; he hath known you but three days , and already you are no ftranger . Vio . You either fear ...
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... Enter Maria and Clown . Mar. Nay , either tell me where thou hast been , or I will not open my lips fo wide as a briftle may enter , in way of thy excufe ; my Lady will hang thee for thy absence . Clo . Let her hang me ; he that is well ...
... Enter Maria and Clown . Mar. Nay , either tell me where thou hast been , or I will not open my lips fo wide as a briftle may enter , in way of thy excufe ; my Lady will hang thee for thy absence . Clo . Let her hang me ; he that is well ...
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... Enter Maria . Mar. Madam , there is at the gate a young gentleman much defires to speak with you . Oli . From the Count Orfino , is it ? Mar. I know not , Madam , ' tis a fair young man , And well attended . Oli . Who of my people hold ...
... Enter Maria . Mar. Madam , there is at the gate a young gentleman much defires to speak with you . Oli . From the Count Orfino , is it ? Mar. I know not , Madam , ' tis a fair young man , And well attended . Oli . Who of my people hold ...
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... Enter Malvolio . Mal . Madam , yond young fellow fwears he will fpeak with you . I told him you were fick ; he takes on him to understand so much , and therefore comes to speak with you . I told him you were asleep ; he feems to have a ...
... Enter Malvolio . Mal . Madam , yond young fellow fwears he will fpeak with you . I told him you were fick ; he takes on him to understand so much , and therefore comes to speak with you . I told him you were asleep ; he feems to have a ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
againſt Anne Antipholis Baptifta Bian Bianca Bion Biondello Caius Cath Catharina Catharine defire devil doft thou doth Dromio Duke elfe Exeunt Exit Falſtaff father fent fervant feven fhall fhould fifter fince firſt fome fool Ford foul fpeak ftand fuch fure fweet gentleman Gremio hath hear heart Heav'n Herne the hunter himſelf Hoft Hortenfio houfe houſe humour huſband Illyria jeft Johnfon Kate knave knight Lady Lord Lucentio Madam Mafter Brook Malvolio Marry Miftrefs Miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf never Padua Petruchio Pift pleaſe pray prefent Quic reafon ſay SCENE Enter Shal Signior Sir Andrew Sir John Sir Toby Slen ſpeak ſtay tell thee thefe there's theſe thou art thouſand Tranio wife woman worfe yourſelf
Passagens conhecidas
Página 29 - 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. Was not this love indeed? We...
Página 239 - 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 3 - 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.