The Plays of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Old Copies, and by the Recently Discovered Folio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript EmendationsWhittaker and Company, 1853 - 884 páginas |
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... mean the pound , the pinfold . Speed . From a pound to a pin ? fold it over and over , ' Tis threefold too little ... means this passion at his name ? Luc . Pardon , dear madam : ' tis a passing shame , That I , unworthy body as I am ...
... mean the pound , the pinfold . Speed . From a pound to a pin ? fold it over and over , ' Tis threefold too little ... means this passion at his name ? Luc . Pardon , dear madam : ' tis a passing shame , That I , unworthy body as I am ...
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... mean to fill your song . Jul . The mean is drown'd with your unruly base . Luc . Indeed I bid the base for Proteus . Jul . This babble shall not henceforth trouble me . Here is a coil with protestation ! - Jul . I see , you have a ...
... mean to fill your song . Jul . The mean is drown'd with your unruly base . Luc . Indeed I bid the base for Proteus . Jul . This babble shall not henceforth trouble me . Here is a coil with protestation ! - Jul . I see , you have a ...
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... mean . Speed . Why , sir , I know her not . Val . Dost thou know her by my gazing on her , and yet know'st her not ? Speed . Is she not hard - favour'd , sir ? Val . Not so fair , boy , as well favour'd . Speed . Sir , I know that well ...
... mean . Speed . Why , sir , I know her not . Val . Dost thou know her by my gazing on her , and yet know'st her not ? Speed . Is she not hard - favour'd , sir ? Val . Not so fair , boy , as well favour'd . Speed . Sir , I know that well ...
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... mean a servant To have a look of such a worthy mistress . Val . Leave off discourse of disability.— Sweet lady ... means Plotted , and ' greed on for my happiness . Good Proteus , go with me to my chamber , In these affairs to aid me ...
... mean a servant To have a look of such a worthy mistress . Val . Leave off discourse of disability.— Sweet lady ... means Plotted , and ' greed on for my happiness . Good Proteus , go with me to my chamber , In these affairs to aid me ...
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... mean , " away . " Flatter , and praise , commend , extol their graces ; Though ne'er so black , say they have angels ' faces . That man that hath a tongue , I say , is no man , If with his tongue he cannot win a woman . Duke . But she I ...
... mean , " away . " Flatter , and praise , commend , extol their graces ; Though ne'er so black , say they have angels ' faces . That man that hath a tongue , I say , is no man , If with his tongue he cannot win a woman . Duke . But she I ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Alençon arms art thou Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin crown daughter death doth Duke duke of York Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier RICHARD PLANTAGENET SCENE Shal shame signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir John sirrah Somerset soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto villain wife wilt word York
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Página 194 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino. These pretty country folks would lie, In spring time, &c.
Página 63 - To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts Imagine howling ! 'tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.