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Of a certain knight , that swore by his honour they were good pancakes , and
swore by his honour the mustard was naught : now , I ' ll stand to it , the pancakes
were naught , and the mustard was good ; and yet was not the knight forsworn .
Of a certain knight , that swore by his honour they were good pancakes , and
swore by his honour the mustard was naught : now , I ' ll stand to it , the pancakes
were naught , and the mustard was good ; and yet was not the knight forsworn .
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So like a courtier , contempt nor bitterness Were in his pride or sharpness ; if they
were , His equal had awak ' d them ; 9 and his honour , Clock to itself , knew the
true minute when Exception bid him speak , and , at this time , His tongue obey ...
So like a courtier , contempt nor bitterness Were in his pride or sharpness ; if they
were , His equal had awak ' d them ; 9 and his honour , Clock to itself , knew the
true minute when Exception bid him speak , and , at this time , His tongue obey ...
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And these breed honour : that is honour ' s scorn , Which challenges itself as
honour ' s born , And is not like the sire : 3 Honours best thrive , When rather from
our acts we them derive Meaning that good is good without any addition , and ...
And these breed honour : that is honour ' s scorn , Which challenges itself as
honour ' s born , And is not like the sire : 3 Honours best thrive , When rather from
our acts we them derive Meaning that good is good without any addition , and ...
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Than our fore - goers : the mére word ' s a slave , Debauch ' d on every tomb ; on
every grave , A lying trophy , and as oft is dumb , Where dust , and damn ' d
oblivion , is the tomb Of honour ' d bones indeed . What should be said ? If thou
canst ...
Than our fore - goers : the mére word ' s a slave , Debauch ' d on every tomb ; on
every grave , A lying trophy , and as oft is dumb , Where dust , and damn ' d
oblivion , is the tomb Of honour ' d bones indeed . What should be said ? If thou
canst ...
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Were mine at once : No , come thou home , Rousíllon , Whence honour but of
danger wins a scar , As oft it loses all ; I will be gone : My being here it is , that
holds thee hence : Shall I stay here to do ' t ? no , no , although The air of
paradise did ...
Were mine at once : No , come thou home , Rousíllon , Whence honour but of
danger wins a scar , As oft it loses all ; I will be gone : My being here it is , that
holds thee hence : Shall I stay here to do ' t ? no , no , although The air of
paradise did ...
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answer appears bear believe Bertram better bring brother called comes common Corrected Count court daughter doth DUKE editor Enter Exeunt expression fair FARMER father fear folio fool forest fortune friends give grace hand hath hear heart Helena Henry honour hope Italy Johnson kind King lady leave live look lord madam MALONE marry Mason matter meaning measure nature never observed old copy Orlando Parolles passage perhaps play poor pray present probably reason ring Rosalind SCENE seems sense Shakspeare signifies speak speech stand STEEVENS suppose sure sweet tell thank thee thing thou thou art thought Touch true virginity virtue WARBURTON wife wish woman young youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 50 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood, Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
Página 40 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Página 65 - twill be eleven ; And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.
Página 74 - With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part; the sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Página 75 - The sixth age shifts Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon, 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.
Página 83 - Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good life ; but in respect that it is a shepherd's life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I like it very well ; but in respect that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now, in respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth me well ; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious.
Página 40 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Página 166 - tis true : there was never any thing so sudden but the fight • of two rams and Caesar's thrasonical brag of ' I came, saw, and overcame :' for your brother and my sister no sooner met but they looked, no sooner looked but they loved, no sooner loved but they sighed, no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason, no sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy...
Página 224 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Página 67 - Invest me in my motley ; give me leave To speak my mind, and I will through and through Cleanse the foul body of the infected world, If they will patiently receive my medicine.
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Twenty-one Volumes, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, to which are Added Notes, Volume 8 The Plays of William Shakespeare: In Twenty-one Volumes, with the Corrections and Illustrations of Various Commentators, to which are Added Notes, William Shakespeare |
| Autores | William Shakespeare, Samuel Johnson, George Steevens |
| Editor | Isaac Reed |
| Edição | 6 |
| Editora | J. Nichols and Son, 1813 |
| Original de | Universidade de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 10 Jul 2007 |
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