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... fear his humour , or my negli gence , that you call in queftion the continuance of his love . Is he inconftant , Sir , in his favours ? Kal . No , believe me . Enter Duke , Curio , and Attendants . Vio . I thank you : here comes the ...
... fear his humour , or my negli gence , that you call in queftion the continuance of his love . Is he inconftant , Sir , in his favours ? Kal . No , believe me . Enter Duke , Curio , and Attendants . Vio . I thank you : here comes the ...
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... fear no colours . Mar. Make that good . Clo . He fhall fee none to fear . Mar. A good lenten answer : I can tell thee where that faying was born , of , I fear no colours . Clo . Where , good Mistress Mary ? Mar. In the wars , and that ...
... fear no colours . Mar. Make that good . Clo . He fhall fee none to fear . Mar. A good lenten answer : I can tell thee where that faying was born , of , I fear no colours . Clo . Where , good Mistress Mary ? Mar. In the wars , and that ...
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... fear to find Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind . Fate , fhew thy force ; ourfelves we do not owe ;. What is decreed , must be ; and be this fo ! [ Exit . ACT II . SCENE I The Street . Enter Antonio Sc . 9 . 19 WHAT YOU WILL .
... fear to find Mine eye too great a flatterer for my mind . Fate , fhew thy force ; ourfelves we do not owe ;. What is decreed , must be ; and be this fo ! [ Exit . ACT II . SCENE I The Street . Enter Antonio Sc . 9 . 19 WHAT YOU WILL .
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... fear me , you : Under your hard construction must I fit , To force that on you in a fhameful cunning , Which you knew none of yours . What might you think ? Have you not fet mine honour at the stake , And baited it with all th ...
... fear me , you : Under your hard construction must I fit , To force that on you in a fhameful cunning , Which you knew none of yours . What might you think ? Have you not fet mine honour at the stake , And baited it with all th ...
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... fear , Set forth in your pursuit . Seb . My kind Anthonio , I can no other answer make but thanks ; And thanks , and ever thanks ; and oft good turns Are thuffled off with fuch uncurrent pay : But were my worth , as is my confcience ...
... fear , Set forth in your pursuit . Seb . My kind Anthonio , I can no other answer make but thanks ; And thanks , and ever thanks ; and oft good turns Are thuffled off with fuch uncurrent pay : But were my worth , as is my confcience ...
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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.