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... woman . Prief , Sailors , Officers , and other Attendants . SCENE , A City on the Coaft of Illyria . The Perfons of the Drama were first enumerated , with all the cant of the modern stage , by Mr Rowe . TWELFTH - NIGHT : O R , WHAT YOU ...
... woman . Prief , Sailors , Officers , and other Attendants . SCENE , A City on the Coaft of Illyria . The Perfons of the Drama were first enumerated , with all the cant of the modern stage , by Mr Rowe . TWELFTH - NIGHT : O R , WHAT YOU ...
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... woman's part . I know thy conftellation is right apt For this affair.- -Some four or five attend him ; All , if you will ; for I myself am best When leaft in company . Profper well in this , And thou fhalt live as freely as thy Lord ...
... woman's part . I know thy conftellation is right apt For this affair.- -Some four or five attend him ; All , if you will ; for I myself am best When leaft in company . Profper well in this , And thou fhalt live as freely as thy Lord ...
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... woman , ( now , alas the day ! ) What thriftless fighs fhall poor Olivia breathe ? O time , thou muft untangle this , not I ; It is too hard a knot for me t'unty . SCENE HI . Changes to Olivia's House , Enter Sir Toby , and Sir Andrew ...
... woman , ( now , alas the day ! ) What thriftless fighs fhall poor Olivia breathe ? O time , thou muft untangle this , not I ; It is too hard a knot for me t'unty . SCENE HI . Changes to Olivia's House , Enter Sir Toby , and Sir Andrew ...
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... woman is't ? Vio . Of your complection . Duke . She is not worth thee then . What years , i ' faith ? Vio . About your years , my Lord . Duke . Too old , by heav'n : let ftill the woman take An elder than herfelf , fo wears the to him ...
... woman is't ? Vio . Of your complection . Duke . She is not worth thee then . What years , i ' faith ? Vio . About your years , my Lord . Duke . Too old , by heav'n : let ftill the woman take An elder than herfelf , fo wears the to him ...
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... woman's fides Can bide the beating of fo ftrong a passion , As love doth give my heart : no woman's heart So big to hold fo much ; they lack retention . Alas , their love may be call'd appetite : No motion of the liver , but the palate ...
... woman's fides Can bide the beating of fo ftrong a passion , As love doth give my heart : no woman's heart So big to hold fo much ; they lack retention . Alas , their love may be call'd appetite : No motion of the liver , but the palate ...
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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.