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Página 93
... Quic . What , John Rugby ! I pray thee , go to the cafement , and fee if you can fee my mafter , Mafter Doctor Caius , coming ; if he do , i ' faith , and find any body in the house , here will be old abufing of God's patience , and the ...
... Quic . What , John Rugby ! I pray thee , go to the cafement , and fee if you can fee my mafter , Mafter Doctor Caius , coming ; if he do , i ' faith , and find any body in the house , here will be old abufing of God's patience , and the ...
Página 94
... Quic . And Mafter Slender's your master ? Sim . Ay , forfooth . Quic . Does he not wear a great round beard , like a glover's paring - knife ? Sim . No , forfooth ; he hath but a little wee - face , with a little yellow beard , a Cain ...
... Quic . And Mafter Slender's your master ? Sim . Ay , forfooth . Quic . Does he not wear a great round beard , like a glover's paring - knife ? Sim . No , forfooth ; he hath but a little wee - face , with a little yellow beard , a Cain ...
Página 95
... Quic . Is it this , Sir ? Caius . Ouy , mettez le au mon pocket ; depêchez , quickly , ver is dat knave Rugby ? Quic . What , John Rugby ! John ! Rug . Here , Sir . Caius . You are John Rugby , and you are Jack Rugby ; come , take - a ...
... Quic . Is it this , Sir ? Caius . Ouy , mettez le au mon pocket ; depêchez , quickly , ver is dat knave Rugby ? Quic . What , John Rugby ! John ! Rug . Here , Sir . Caius . You are John Rugby , and you are Jack Rugby ; come , take - a ...
Página 96
... Quic . Are you a - vis'd o ' that ? you fhall find it a great charge ; and to be up early and down late . -But notwithstanding , to tell you in your ear , I would have no words of it , my mafter himself is in love with Mistress Anne ...
... Quic . Are you a - vis'd o ' that ? you fhall find it a great charge ; and to be up early and down late . -But notwithstanding , to tell you in your ear , I would have no words of it , my mafter himself is in love with Mistress Anne ...
Página 97
... Quic . The better that it pleases your good wor fhip to afk . Fent . What news ? how does pretty Mistress Anne ? Quic . In truth , Sir , and fhe is pretty , and honeft , and gentle ; and one that is your friend , I can tell you that by ...
... Quic . The better that it pleases your good wor fhip to afk . Fent . What news ? how does pretty Mistress Anne ? Quic . In truth , Sir , and fhe is pretty , and honeft , and gentle ; and one that is your friend , I can tell you that by ...
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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.