The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volume 5Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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... sweet aspects , I am not Adriana , nor thy wife . The time was once , when thou unurg'd would'st vow , That never words were musick to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine eye , That never touch well - welcome to thy hand ...
... sweet aspects , I am not Adriana , nor thy wife . The time was once , when thou unurg'd would'st vow , That never words were musick to thine ear , That never object pleasing in thine eye , That never touch well - welcome to thy hand ...
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... sweet , speak fair , become disloyalty ; Apparel vice like virtue's harbinger : Bear a fair presence , though your ... sweet breath of flattery conquers strife . Ant . S. Sweet mistress , ( what your name SCENE II . $ 33 COMEDY OF ERRORS .
... sweet , speak fair , become disloyalty ; Apparel vice like virtue's harbinger : Bear a fair presence , though your ... sweet breath of flattery conquers strife . Ant . S. Sweet mistress , ( what your name SCENE II . $ 33 COMEDY OF ERRORS .
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... Sweet mistress , ( what your name is else , I know not , Nor by what wonder you do hit on mine , ) Less , in your knowledge , and your grace , you show not , Than our earth's wonder ; more than earth divine . Teach me , dear creature ...
... Sweet mistress , ( what your name is else , I know not , Nor by what wonder you do hit on mine , ) Less , in your knowledge , and your grace , you show not , Than our earth's wonder ; more than earth divine . Teach me , dear creature ...
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... sweet hope's aim , My sole earth's heaven , and my heaven's claim . Luc . All this my sister is , or else should be . Ant . S. Call thyself sister , sweet , for I aim thee : Thee will I love , and with thee lead my life ; Thou hast no ...
... sweet hope's aim , My sole earth's heaven , and my heaven's claim . Luc . All this my sister is , or else should be . Ant . S. Call thyself sister , sweet , for I aim thee : Thee will I love , and with thee lead my life ; Thou hast no ...
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... sweet now , make haste . Luc . How hast thou lost thy breath ? Dro . S. By running fast ? Adr . Where is thy master , Dromio ? is he well ? Dro . S. No , he's in Tartar limbo , worse than hell : A devil in an everlasting garment hath ...
... sweet now , make haste . Luc . How hast thou lost thy breath ? Dro . S. By running fast ? Adr . Where is thy master , Dromio ? is he well ? Dro . S. No , he's in Tartar limbo , worse than hell : A devil in an everlasting garment hath ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
ANTIPHOLUS Aquitain ARMADO Baptista Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO Biron Boyet chain comes Cost COSTARD Curt daughter dost thou doth Dromio ducats Duke Dull Dumain Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes face fair father fool forsworn gentle gentleman give grace Grumio hand hath hear heart hither horse Hortensio husband Kate Kath KATHARINA King knock l'envoy lady Long Longaville look lord Lucentio madam Marry master merry mistress Moth Nath Navarre ne'er never oath Padua Petruchio Pisa Pompey pray Prin princess quoth Rosaline SCENE Servant shrew signior Gremio Sirrah sister speak stay sweet Syracusan Syracuse tell thee There's thine thou art thou hast to-day tongue Tranio unto villain Vincentio wench What's wife wilt withal woman word
Passagens conhecidas
Página 262 - When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Página 260 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Página 209 - Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book ; he hath not eat paper, as it were ; he hath not drunk ink : his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts...
Página 261 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Página 160 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband...