The Plays & Poems of Shakespeare: All's well that ends well. Taming of the shrew. Winter's taleH:O. Bohn, 1857 |
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... Leon- tes , king of Sicily , awakens the jealousy of his host , who unjustly suspects him of an intrigue with his wife Hermione , and endeavors to prevail on a courtier , named Camillo , to poison his guest : instead however of ...
... Leon- tes , king of Sicily , awakens the jealousy of his host , who unjustly suspects him of an intrigue with his wife Hermione , and endeavors to prevail on a courtier , named Camillo , to poison his guest : instead however of ...
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... Leon . Stay your thanks awhile ; And pay them when you part . Pol . Sir , that's to - morrow . I am question'd by my fears , of what may chance , Or breed upon our absence . That may blow No sneaping 1 winds at home , to make us say ...
... Leon . Stay your thanks awhile ; And pay them when you part . Pol . Sir , that's to - morrow . I am question'd by my fears , of what may chance , Or breed upon our absence . That may blow No sneaping 1 winds at home , to make us say ...
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William Shakespeare Abraham John Valpy. To tire your royalty . Leon . We are tougher , brother , Than you can put us to ' t . Pol . No longer stay . Leon . One seven - night longer . Pol . Very sooth , to - morrow . Leon . We'll part the ...
William Shakespeare Abraham John Valpy. To tire your royalty . Leon . We are tougher , brother , Than you can put us to ' t . Pol . No longer stay . Leon . One seven - night longer . Pol . Very sooth , to - morrow . Leon . We'll part the ...
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... Leon . Her . He'll stay , my Leon . Is he won yet ? lord . At my request , he would not . Hermione , my dearest , thou never spokest To better purpose . Her . Leon . Never ? Never , but once . Her . What ? have I twice said well ? when ...
... Leon . Her . He'll stay , my Leon . Is he won yet ? lord . At my request , he would not . Hermione , my dearest , thou never spokest To better purpose . Her . Leon . Never ? Never , but once . Her . What ? have I twice said well ? when ...
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... Leon . Why , that was when Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to death , Ere I could make thee open thy white hand , And clap thyself my love ; then didst thou utter . ' I am yours for ever . ' Her . It is Grace , indeed.— Why ...
... Leon . Why , that was when Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to death , Ere I could make thee open thy white hand , And clap thyself my love ; then didst thou utter . ' I am yours for ever . ' Her . It is Grace , indeed.— Why ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Antigonus Autolycus Baptista Bertram beseech Bian Bianca Bion Biondello Bohemia Camillo chough CLEOMENES Clown Count daughter death doth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fellow Florizel fool gentleman give Grumio hand hath hear heart Heaven Helena Hermione hither honest honor horse Hortensio husband Kate Kath Katharina King knave lady LAFEU leave Leon Leontes look lord Lucentio madam maid marry master mistress Narbon never noble Padua pardon Parolles Paulina Perdita Petruchio Pisa Polixenes poor pr'ythee pray prince queen Re-enter Rousillon SCENE servant SHAK Shep shrew Sicilia signior Gremio Sirrah speak swear sweet tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Tranio twere unto Vincentio What's wife win my love WINTER'S TALE young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 94 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipped them not, and our crimes would despair, if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Página 330 - Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way, And merrily hent ' the stile-a : A merry heart goes all the day, Your sad tires in a mile-a.
Página 335 - Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...