Works: Tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of Windsor. Measure for measure. Comedy of errors. Much ado about nothing. Love's labour's lost. A midsummer-night's dream. The merchant of Venice. As you like it. Taming of the shrew. All's well that ends well. Twelfth night, or What you will. Winter's tale. King JohnG. Routledge, 1889 |
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Frederick Samuel Boas. ADDITIONAL STAGE DIRECTIONS 37 Exit Discord . 331 Exeunt . 366 Exeunt . 481 Enter Anthony . 606 Exeunt . 641 Exit Discord . 765 Exeunt . 1520 Exeunt . 1684 Exit Caesar . 1692 Exit Cassius . Enter the Senate . 1739 ?
Frederick Samuel Boas. ADDITIONAL STAGE DIRECTIONS 37 Exit Discord . 331 Exeunt . 366 Exeunt . 481 Enter Anthony . 606 Exeunt . 641 Exit Discord . 765 Exeunt . 1520 Exeunt . 1684 Exit Caesar . 1692 Exit Cassius . Enter the Senate . 1739 ?
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... Exeunt . Enter Alexander and Clitus , with Guards . Alexander Brave Clitus , we will seek This Spithridates surrounded with his guards , Who fights so gloriously against our troops ; We must attack them and the war decide ; On to the ...
... Exeunt . Enter Alexander and Clitus , with Guards . Alexander Brave Clitus , we will seek This Spithridates surrounded with his guards , Who fights so gloriously against our troops ; We must attack them and the war decide ; On to the ...
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... Exeunt Salarino , and Solanio . Lor . My Lord Bassanio , fince you haue found Anthonio We two will leaue you , but ... Exeunt ... ] After line 81 , Rowe + . Exeunt ... Solanio ] Exeunt ... Sa- lanio QQ , Mal . Steev . Coll . Wh . Cam ...
... Exeunt Salarino , and Solanio . Lor . My Lord Bassanio , fince you haue found Anthonio We two will leaue you , but ... Exeunt ... ] After line 81 , Rowe + . Exeunt ... Solanio ] Exeunt ... Sa- lanio QQ , Mal . Steev . Coll . Wh . Cam ...
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... Exeunt Salarino , and Solanio . Lor . My Lord Baffanio , fince you haue found Anthonio We two will leaue you , but ... Exeunt ... ] After line 81 , Rowe + . Exeunt ... Solanio ] Exeunt ... Sa- lanio Q , Q ,, Mal . Steev . Coll . Wh . Cam ...
... Exeunt Salarino , and Solanio . Lor . My Lord Baffanio , fince you haue found Anthonio We two will leaue you , but ... Exeunt ... ] After line 81 , Rowe + . Exeunt ... Solanio ] Exeunt ... Sa- lanio Q , Q ,, Mal . Steev . Coll . Wh . Cam ...
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... Exeunt , severally , Gloucester and Winchester with their Serving - men . May . See the coast clear'd , and then we will depart . Good God , these nobles should such stomachs bear ! I myself fight not once in forty year . 72 , 73 as e ...
... Exeunt , severally , Gloucester and Winchester with their Serving - men . May . See the coast clear'd , and then we will depart . Good God , these nobles should such stomachs bear ! I myself fight not once in forty year . 72 , 73 as e ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Angelo art thou Bast Beat Benedick better Biron blood Boyet brother Caius Claud Claudio COSTARD daughter dear death dost thou doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father Faulconbridge fear fool Ford gentle gentleman give grace Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honour husband Illyria Isab John Kath King knave lady Laun Leon Leonato look lord Lucio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress Moth never night pardon Pedro Pompey pray prince prithee Proteus Puck Re-enter Rosalind SCENE servant Shylock signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK soul speak Speed swear sweet tell thank thee there's Theseus thine thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue Tranio troth true unto villain What's wife woman word
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Página 793 - O, let us pay the time but needful woe, Since it hath been beforehand with our griefs. — This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Página 464 - 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 not 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.