Tales from Shakespeare: Designed for the Use of Young Persons, Volume 2Bradford and Inskeep, 1813 |
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... wife . Bertram had not been long gone , when the countess was informed by her steward , that he had overheard Helena talking to herself , and that he understood from some words she uttered , she was in love with Bertram , and had ...
... wife . Bertram had not been long gone , when the countess was informed by her steward , that he had overheard Helena talking to herself , and that he understood from some words she uttered , she was in love with Bertram , and had ...
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... take you , but I give me and my service ever whilst I live into your guiding power . " " Why then , " said the king , " young Bertram , take her ; she is your wife . " Bertram did not hesi- All's Well that Ends Well . 15.
... take you , but I give me and my service ever whilst I live into your guiding power . " " Why then , " said the king , " young Bertram , take her ; she is your wife . " Bertram did not hesi- All's Well that Ends Well . 15.
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Designed for the Use of Young Persons Charles Lamb. she is your wife . " Bertram did not hesi- tate to declare his dislike to this present of the king's of the self - offered Helena , who , he said , was a poor physician's daughter ...
Designed for the Use of Young Persons Charles Lamb. she is your wife . " Bertram did not hesi- tate to declare his dislike to this present of the king's of the self - offered Helena , who , he said , was a poor physician's daughter ...
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... wife , and he parted from her without even the common civility of a kind farewell . Back to the countess then Helena re- turned . She had accomplished the purport of her journey , she had preserved the life of the king , and she had ...
... wife , and he parted from her without even the common civility of a kind farewell . Back to the countess then Helena re- turned . She had accomplished the purport of her journey , she had preserved the life of the king , and she had ...
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... wife home on her bridal day alone . But this gracious reception failed to cheer the sad mind of Helena , and she said , Madam , my lord is gone , forever gone . ' She then read these words out of Bertram's letter : When you can get the ...
... wife home on her bridal day alone . But this gracious reception failed to cheer the sad mind of Helena , and she said , Madam , my lord is gone , forever gone . ' She then read these words out of Bertram's letter : When you can get the ...
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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
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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.