The Works of William Shakespeare, Volume 2Munroe, Francis & Parker, 1810 |
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... swear the jest be laughable . Enter BASSANIO , LORENZO , and GRATIANO . Sal . Here comes Bassanio , your most noble kinsman , Gratiano , and Lorenzo : Fare you well ; We leave you now with better company . Sala . I would have staid till ...
... swear the jest be laughable . Enter BASSANIO , LORENZO , and GRATIANO . Sal . Here comes Bassanio , your most noble kinsman , Gratiano , and Lorenzo : Fare you well ; We leave you now with better company . Sala . I would have staid till ...
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... swear that I have a poor pennyworth in the English . He is a proper man's picture ; But , alas ! who can converse with a dumb show ? How oddly he is suited ! I think , he bought his doublet in Italy , his round hose in France , his ...
... swear that I have a poor pennyworth in the English . He is a proper man's picture ; But , alas ! who can converse with a dumb show ? How oddly he is suited ! I think , he bought his doublet in Italy , his round hose in France , his ...
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... swear , The best regarded virgins of our clime Have lov'd it too : I would not change this hue , Except to steal your thoughts , my gentle queen . Por . In terms of choice I am not solely led By nice direction of a maiden's eyes ...
... swear , The best regarded virgins of our clime Have lov'd it too : I would not change this hue , Except to steal your thoughts , my gentle queen . Por . In terms of choice I am not solely led By nice direction of a maiden's eyes ...
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... swear , before you choose , -if you choose wrong , Never to speak to lady afterward In way of marriage ; therefore be advis'd . Mor . Nor will not ; come , bring me unto my chance . Por . First , forward to the temple ; after dinner ...
... swear , before you choose , -if you choose wrong , Never to speak to lady afterward In way of marriage ; therefore be advis'd . Mor . Nor will not ; come , bring me unto my chance . Por . First , forward to the temple ; after dinner ...
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... swear upon a book . - I shall have good for- tune : Go to , here's a simple line of life ! here's a small trifle of wives : Alas , fifteen wives is nothing ; eleven widows , and nine maids , is a simple coming - in for one man : and ...
... swear upon a book . - I shall have good for- tune : Go to , here's a simple line of life ! here's a small trifle of wives : Alas , fifteen wives is nothing ; eleven widows , and nine maids , is a simple coming - in for one man : and ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Ansaldo Antonio Bass Bassanio Beat Beatrice Benedick better Biron Bora Boyet brother called Claud Claudio Cost Costard cousin D.John D.Pedro daughter dear Demetrius Dogb dost doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fair lady fairy father fool gentle Giannetto give grace hand hath hear heart Hermia Hero Hippolyta honour JOHNSON King lady Laun Launcelot Leon Leonato look lord lover Lysander madam maid MALONE marry master master constable means merry mistress moon Moth Nerissa never night oath Oberon Orla Orlando play Pompey Portia pray thee prince Puck Pyramus queen Quin quintain Rosalind Salan SCENE Shakspeare shalt Shylock signior sing speak STEEV STEEVENS swear sweet tell Theseus thing thou art thousand ducats Titania tongue Touch troth true unto Venice WARBURTON word
Passagens conhecidas
Página 69 - The moon shines bright: — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Página 70 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Página 7 - Save base authority from others' books. These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights, That give a name to every fixed star, Have no more profit of their shining nights Than those that walk and wot not what they are.
Página 33 - And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
Página 18 - How like a fawning publican he looks! I hate him for he is a Christian; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Página 22 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath. That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Página 34 - With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side ; His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank ; and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes , And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness, and mere oblivion ; Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing.
Página 45 - In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil ? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament...
Página 20 - Signior Antonio, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated* me About my moneys and my usances :* Still have I borne it with a patient shrug; For sufferance is the badge of all our tribe. You call me misbeliever, cut-throat, dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help : Go to, then ; you come to me, and you say ' Shylock, we would have moneys...
Página 23 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness.