Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of Windsor. Measure for measure. Comedy of errors. Much ado about nothing. Love's labour's lost. Midsummer night's dream. Merchant of Venice. As you like it. Taming of the shrew. All's well that ends well. Twelfth night. A winter's tale. King John. King Richard II. First and second parts of King Henry IV. King Henry V. First and second parts of King Henry VIG. Routledge & sons, limited, 1875 |
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... thing is nearly certain , Shakspere was a wealthy man from a period which cannot be considered very long subsequent to his advent in London ; and hitherto it has been supposed he made his fortune by being part proprietor in the " Globe ...
... thing is nearly certain , Shakspere was a wealthy man from a period which cannot be considered very long subsequent to his advent in London ; and hitherto it has been supposed he made his fortune by being part proprietor in the " Globe ...
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... thing ! Hast thou forgot The foul witch Sycorax , who , with age and envy , Was grown into a hoop ? hast thou forgot her ? Ari . No , sir . [ tell me . Pro . Thou hast : Where was she born ? speak ; Ari . Sir , in Argier . Pro . O , was ...
... thing ! Hast thou forgot The foul witch Sycorax , who , with age and envy , Was grown into a hoop ? hast thou forgot her ? Ari . No , sir . [ tell me . Pro . Thou hast : Where was she born ? speak ; Ari . Sir , in Argier . Pro . O , was ...
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... thing divine ; for nothing natural I ever saw so noble . Pro . It goes on , I see . [ Aside . As my soul prompts it : -Spirit , fine spirit ! I'll free Within two days for this . [ thee Most sure , the goddess Fer . On whom these airs ...
... thing divine ; for nothing natural I ever saw so noble . Pro . It goes on , I see . [ Aside . As my soul prompts it : -Spirit , fine spirit ! I'll free Within two days for this . [ thee Most sure , the goddess Fer . On whom these airs ...
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... things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches ... thing to you so you may continue , and laugh at nothing still . Ant . What a blow was there given ! Seb . An it had ...
... things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches ... thing to you so you may continue , and laugh at nothing still . Ant . What a blow was there given ! Seb . An it had ...
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... things certain : -Welcome , my friends all : - But you , my brace of lords , were I so minded , [ Aside to Seb . and ... thing ; At least , bring forth a wonder to content ye , As much as me my dukedom . The entrance of the Cell opens ...
... things certain : -Welcome , my friends all : - But you , my brace of lords , were I so minded , [ Aside to Seb . and ... thing ; At least , bring forth a wonder to content ye , As much as me my dukedom . The entrance of the Cell opens ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Alençon arms art thou Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin daughter death doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give Gloster grace hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Laun Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble pardon peace Pedro Pist Pompey pray prince prithee Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier Richard Plantagenet SCENE Shal shame signior Sir Andrew Ague-cheek sir John Sir John Falstaff Somerset soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto villain wife wilt word York
Passagens conhecidas
Página 374 - Or, What good love may I perform for you ? Many a poor man's son would have lain still, And ne'er have spoke a loving word to you; But you, at your sick service, had a prince. Nay, you may think my love was crafty love, And call it cunning. Do, an' if you will ; If heaven be pleased that you must use me ill, Why, then you must.
Página 223 - 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...