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... eye : " And , stronger still , the following from King John , Act IV . Sc . 3 : - Ibid . " Put but a little water in ... eyes that grace the day , now shine on him , He her Endymion , she his silver moon , The tongue that's able to rock ...
... eye : " And , stronger still , the following from King John , Act IV . Sc . 3 : - Ibid . " Put but a little water in ... eyes that grace the day , now shine on him , He her Endymion , she his silver moon , The tongue that's able to rock ...
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... eye that sees you , but is a physician to comment on your malady . VAL . But tell me , dost thou know my lady Silvia ... eyes had the lights they were wont to have when you chid at sir Proteus for going ungartered ! " VAL . What should I ...
... eye that sees you , but is a physician to comment on your malady . VAL . But tell me , dost thou know my lady Silvia ... eyes had the lights they were wont to have when you chid at sir Proteus for going ungartered ! " VAL . What should I ...
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... eyes . THU . They say that love hath not an eye at all- VAL . To see such lovers , Thurio , as yourself ; Upon a homely object love can wink . Enter PROTEUS . SIL . Have done , have done ; here comes the gentleman . VAL . Welcome , dear ...
... eyes . THU . They say that love hath not an eye at all- VAL . To see such lovers , Thurio , as yourself ; Upon a homely object love can wink . Enter PROTEUS . SIL . Have done , have done ; here comes the gentleman . VAL . Welcome , dear ...
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... eyes , And made them watchers of mine own heart's sorrow . O , gentle Proteus , Love ' s a mighty lord ; a The first ... eye ; Was this the idol that you worship so ? VAL . Even she ; and is she not a heavenly saint ? PRO . No ; but she ...
... eyes , And made them watchers of mine own heart's sorrow . O , gentle Proteus , Love ' s a mighty lord ; a The first ... eye ; Was this the idol that you worship so ? VAL . Even she ; and is she not a heavenly saint ? PRO . No ; but she ...
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... eyes are gray as glass ; ] " By a gray eye was meant what we now call a blue eye : gray , when applied to the eye , is rendered That my poor mistress , moved therewithal , Wept bitterly ; and , would I might be dead , If I in thought ...
... eyes are gray as glass ; ] " By a gray eye was meant what we now call a blue eye : gray , when applied to the eye , is rendered That my poor mistress , moved therewithal , Wept bitterly ; and , would I might be dead , If I in thought ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
arms art thou Bardolph Ben Jonson BIRON blood BOLING BOYET called Collier's cousin dead death dost doth duke duke of Hereford earl editions Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear folio omits fool FORD gentle gentleman Gentlemen of Verona give grace hand hath hear heart heaven Henry Holinshed honour humour John Shakespeare Juliet Kate KATH king lady LAUN letter look lord Love's Labour's Lost madam marry master means merry mistress never night noble NURSE old copies passage peace play POINS pray prince Proteus quarto Richard Richard II Romeo SCENE servant Shakespeare SHAL sir John soul speak stand Steevens Stratford sweet tell thee Theseus thine Thomas Nashe thou art thou hast tongue true Tybalt unto villain wife William Shakespeare wilt word
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Página 471 - Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me I am a king?
Página 374 - Lovers, and madmen, have such seething brains, Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends. The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, Are of imagination all compact. One sees more devils than vast hell can hold ; That is, the madman : the lover, all as frantic, Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt...
Página 310 - For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be bound! Nay, hear me, Hubert: drive these men away, And I will sit as quiet as a lamb; I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, Nor look upon the iron angerly. Thrust but these men away, and I'll forgive you, Whatever torment you do put me to.
Página 168 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid ; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Página 3 - I remember the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, "Would he had blotted a thousand," which they thought a malevolent speech.