The tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of Windsor. Measure for measure. Comedy of errors. Much ado about nothing. Love's labor lost |
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Página 113
By the bare scalp of Robin Hood ' s fat friar , This fellow were a king for our wild
faction ! First Out . We ' ll have him . Sirs , a word . Speed . Master , be one of
them ; it ' s an honourable kind of thievery . Val . Peace , villain ! Sec . Out . Tell us
this ...
By the bare scalp of Robin Hood ' s fat friar , This fellow were a king for our wild
faction ! First Out . We ' ll have him . Sirs , a word . Speed . Master , be one of
them ; it ' s an honourable kind of thievery . Val . Peace , villain ! Sec . Out . Tell us
this ...
Página 119
... Recking as little what betideth me As much I wish all good befortune you .
When will you go ? Sil . This evening coming . Egl . Where shall I meet you ? At
Friar Patrick ' s cell , Where I intend holy confession . Egl . I will not fail your
ladyship .
... Recking as little what betideth me As much I wish all good befortune you .
When will you go ? Sil . This evening coming . Egl . Where shall I meet you ? At
Friar Patrick ' s cell , Where I intend holy confession . Egl . I will not fail your
ladyship .
Página 125
Egl . The sun begins to gild the western sky ; And now it is about the very hour
That Silvia , at Friar Patrick ' s cell , should meet nie . She will not fail , for lovers
break not hours , Unless it be to come before their time ; So much they spur their
...
Egl . The sun begins to gild the western sky ; And now it is about the very hour
That Silvia , at Friar Patrick ' s cell , should meet nie . She will not fail , for lovers
break not hours , Unless it be to come before their time ; So much they spur their
...
Página 126
Tis true ; for Friar Laurence met them both , As he in penance wander ' d through
the forest ; Him he knew well , and guess ' d that it was she , But , being mask ' d ,
he was not sure of it ; 40 Besides , she did intend confession At Patrick ' s cell ...
Tis true ; for Friar Laurence met them both , As he in penance wander ' d through
the forest ; Him he knew well , and guess ' d that it was she , But , being mask ' d ,
he was not sure of it ; 40 Besides , she did intend confession At Patrick ' s cell ...
Página 224
Enter DUKE and FRIAR THOMAS . Duke . No , holy father ; throw away that
thought ; Believe not that the dribbling * dart of love * Weak . Can pierce a
complete bosom . Why I desire thee To give me secret harbour , hath a purpose
More grave ...
Enter DUKE and FRIAR THOMAS . Duke . No , holy father ; throw away that
thought ; Believe not that the dribbling * dart of love * Weak . Can pierce a
complete bosom . Why I desire thee To give me secret harbour , hath a purpose
More grave ...
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Página 25 - I' the commonwealth I would by contraries Execute all things ; for no kind of traffic Would I admit ; no name of magistrate ; Letters should not be known : riches, poverty, And use of service, none ; contract, succession, Bourn, bound of land, tilth, vineyard, none : No use of metal, corn, or wine, or oil : No occupation ; all men idle, all ; And women too ; but innocent and pure : No sovereignty : — Seb.
Página 513 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. 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 42 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming. The clouds, methought, would open and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that when I waked I cried to dream again.
Página 65 - Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant, And my ending is despair, Unless I be relieved by prayer, Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself and frees all faults. As you from crimes would pardon'd be, Let your indulgence set me free.
Página 512 - Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear! 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...
Página 228 - We must not make a scarecrow of the law, Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch and not their terror.
Página 115 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair ? For beauty lives with kindness : Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being help'd, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling : She excels each mortal thing, Upon the dull earth dwelling : To her let us garlands bring.
Página 56 - Holy Gonzalo, honourable man, Mine eyes, even sociable to the show of thine, Fall fellowly drops. The charm dissolves apace ; And as the morning steals upon the night, Melting the darkness, so their rising senses Begin to chase the ignorant fumes that mantle Their clearer reason.
Página 16 - t had been done! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. PROSPERO. Abhorred slave, Which any print of goodness wilt not take, Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour One thing or other. When thou didst not, savage, Know thine own meaning, but wouldst gabble like A thing most brutish, I endowed thy purposes With words that made them known.
Página 56 - Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt; the strong-based promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs...
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | The tempest. Two gentlemen of Verona. Merry wives of Windsor. Measure for measure. Comedy of errors. Much ado about nothing. Love's labor lost Volume 1 de The Complete Works of Shakespeare, William Aldis Wright |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editora | G. Barrie & Son, 1894 |
| Original de | a Biblioteca Pública de Nova Iorque |
| Digitalizado | 28 Dez 2006 |
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