Tales from Shakespeare: Designed for the Use of Young Persons, Volume 2Bradford and Inskeep, 1813 |
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Página 28
... ordered his guards to seize Bertram , saying , " I am wrapt in dismal thinking , for I fear the life of Helena was foully snatched . " At this moment Diana and her mother entered , and presented a petition to the king , where- in they ...
... ordered his guards to seize Bertram , saying , " I am wrapt in dismal thinking , for I fear the life of Helena was foully snatched . " At this moment Diana and her mother entered , and presented a petition to the king , where- in they ...
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... ordered the servants to remove it away , and all this he did , as he said , in love for his Katherine , that she might not eat meat that was not well dressed . And when Katherine , weary and supperless re- tired to rest , he found the ...
... ordered the servants to remove it away , and all this he did , as he said , in love for his Katherine , that she might not eat meat that was not well dressed . And when Katherine , weary and supperless re- tired to rest , he found the ...
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... ordered the servant to take the dish away . Extreme hunger , which had abated the pride of Katherine , made her say , though angered to the heart , I pray you , let it stand . ' But this was not all Petruchio intended to bring her to ...
... ordered the servant to take the dish away . Extreme hunger , which had abated the pride of Katherine , made her say , though angered to the heart , I pray you , let it stand . ' But this was not all Petruchio intended to bring her to ...
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... ordered for her , and then giving her plate to the servant to take away , be- fore she had half satisfied her hunger , he said , ' What , have you dined ? ' The ha- berdasher presented a cap , saying , ' Here is the cap your worship ...
... ordered for her , and then giving her plate to the servant to take away , be- fore she had half satisfied her hunger , he said , ' What , have you dined ? ' The ha- berdasher presented a cap , saying , ' Here is the cap your worship ...
Página 44
... ordered his horses , affirming they should reach Baptista's house by dinner - time , for that it was but seven o'clock . Now it was not early morning , but the very middle of the day , when he spoke this ; therefore Ka- therine ventured ...
... ordered his horses , affirming they should reach Baptista's house by dinner - time , for that it was but seven o'clock . Now it was not early morning , but the very middle of the day , when he spoke this ; therefore Ka- therine ventured ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
abbess Adriana Ægeon Angelo Antipholis of Syracuse bade beauty begged Bertram brother brought called Cassio Cerimon Cesario Claudio Cleon count Paris countess daughter dead dear death Desdemona Diana Dionysia Dromio duke Ephesus fair father fear feast friar gave gentle gentleman give grief Hamlet hear heard heart Heaven Helena Hellicanus honour husband Iago Illyria Isabel Juliet Katherine king knew lady Laertes Leoline living look lord Capulet lord Timon Lychorida Lysimachus maid Mantua Marina marriage married Mercutio Michael Cassio mind mistress mother Mountague murder Narbon never night noble old lord Olivia Orsino Othello pardon Paris passion Pericles Petruchio poor prince prince of Tyre prison queen replied rich ring Romeo Rossilion Sebastian seemed sent servant ship sister speak strange sweet tell Thaisa Tharsus ther ther's thing thought told Tybalt Tyre Verona Viola weep wife wished words young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 96 - O, I do fear thee, Claudio; and I quake, Lest thou a feverous life shouldst entertain, And six or seven winters more respect Than a perpetual honour. Dar'st thou die ? The sense of death is most in apprehension ; And the poor beetle that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.
Página 277 - A terrible child-bed hast thou had, my dear, No light, no fire : the unfriendly elements Forgot thee utterly ; nor have I time To give thee hallow'd to thy grave, but straight Must cast thee, scarcely coffin'd, in the ooze; Where, for a monument upon thy bones, And aye-remaining || lamps, the belching whale, And humming water must o'erwhelm thy corpse, Lying with simple shells...
Página 127 - ... away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O ! prepare it ; My part of death no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, • On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O ! where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there.
Página 84 - We must not make a scare-crow of the law, ' Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror.
Página 123 - twill endure wind and weather. Vio. 'Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on : Lady, you are the cruell'st she alive, If you will lead these graces to the grave, And leave the world no copy.
Página 127 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown...
Página 119 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, 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.
Página 127 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night: Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Página 90 - That skins the vice o' the top. Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart what it doth know That's like my brother's fault ; if it confess A natural guiltiness such as is his, Let it not sound a thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life.
Página 119 - And what is her history?" said Orsino. "A blank, my lord," replied Viola: "she never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm in 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.