The Winter's TaleG.P. Putnam's Sons, 1893 - 197 páginas |
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... give you sleepy drinks , that your senses , unintelligent of our insuf- ficience , may , though they cannot praise us , as little accuse us . Cam . You pay a great deal too dear for what's given freely . Arch . Believe me , I speak as ...
... give you sleepy drinks , that your senses , unintelligent of our insuf- ficience , may , though they cannot praise us , as little accuse us . Cam . You pay a great deal too dear for what's given freely . Arch . Believe me , I speak as ...
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... give him my com- mission To let him there a month behind the gest Prefix'd for's parting : yet , good deed , Leontes , I love thee not a jar o ' the clock behind What lady she her lord . You'll stay ? Pol . No , madam . I may not ...
... give him my com- mission To let him there a month behind the gest Prefix'd for's parting : yet , good deed , Leontes , I love thee not a jar o ' the clock behind What lady she her lord . You'll stay ? Pol . No , madam . I may not ...
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... angling now , Though you perceive me not how I give line . Go to , go to ! How she holds up the neb , the bill to him ! And arms her with the boldness of a wife To 2 Act 1. Scene 2 . 17 He makes a July's day short as Decem- ...
... angling now , Though you perceive me not how I give line . Go to , go to ! How she holds up the neb , the bill to him ! And arms her with the boldness of a wife To 2 Act 1. Scene 2 . 17 He makes a July's day short as Decem- ...
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... to worship , who mayst see Plainly as heaven sees earth and earth sees heaven , How I am gall'd , -mightst bespice a cup , To give mine enemy a lasting wink ; Which draught to me were cordial . Cam . Sir Act 1. Scene 2 . 25.
... to worship , who mayst see Plainly as heaven sees earth and earth sees heaven , How I am gall'd , -mightst bespice a cup , To give mine enemy a lasting wink ; Which draught to me were cordial . Cam . Sir Act 1. Scene 2 . 25.
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... Give scandal to the blood o ' the prince my son , Who I do think is mine and love as mine , Without ripe moving to ' t ? Would I do this ? Could man so blench ? Cam . I must believe you , I do ; and will fetch off Bohemia for ' t ; sir ...
... Give scandal to the blood o ' the prince my son , Who I do think is mine and love as mine , Without ripe moving to ' t ? Would I do this ? Could man so blench ? Cam . I must believe you , I do ; and will fetch off Bohemia for ' t ; sir ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Antigonus Apollo ARCHIDAMUS AUTOLYCUS babe ballad bastard bear behold beseech blessed blest blood Bohemia brother Camillo changeling child Cleo Cleomenes and Dion Clown court dare daughter dead dear death deed Delphos dost dram Emilia Enter LEONTES exeunt exit eyes fardel father fear Florizel gentle gentleman give gone grace gracious hath hear heart heavens hence Hermione honest honour I'ld king king of Bohemia kiss lady Leon Libya liege live look lord madam maids MAMILLIUS Methinks mistress Mopsa never noble o'er oracle Paul Paulina Perdita pity placket Polixenes poor pray prince prison prithee queen Re-enter royal SCENE Servant Shep shepherd Sicilia sing sorrow speak stand stay swear sweet sir sworn tell thee there's thine thing Third Gent thou art thou hast thought thy hand true twixt whither wife Winter's Tale
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Página 119 - I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : when you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that...
Página 118 - I 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 ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength...
Página 80 - Hermione is chaste, Polixenes blameless, Camillo a true subject, Leontes a jealous tyrant, his innocent babe truly begotten ; and the king shall live •without an heir, if that, which is lost, be not found.
Página 116 - Sir, the year growing ancient, Not yet on summer's death, nor on the birth Of trembling winter, — the fairest flowers o...
Página 109 - 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 119 - I'd have you do it ever: when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so; and for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, and own No other function.
Página 92 - I would there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest ; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting...
Página 116 - Say there be; Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean: so, over that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Página 118 - The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids ; bold oxlips and The crown imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one ! O, these I lack, To make you garlands of, and my sweet friend, To strew him o'er and o'er ! Flo.
Página 138 - That makes himself, but for our honour therein, Unworthy thee, — if ever henceforth thou These rural latches to his entrance open, Or hoop his body more with thy embraces, I will devise a death as cruel for thee As thou art tender to 't.