The Complete Works of Shakspeare, Revised from the Best Authorities : with a Memoir, and Essay on His Genius, Volume 2Jewett, 1857 |
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... servant , come : I am ready now ; Approach , my Ariel ; come . Enter ARIEL . Ari . All hail , great master ! grave sir , hail ! I come To answer thy best pleasure ; be ' t to fly , Pro . Hast thou , spirit , Ari . To 8 ACT I. SCENE II ...
... servant , come : I am ready now ; Approach , my Ariel ; come . Enter ARIEL . Ari . All hail , great master ! grave sir , hail ! I come To answer thy best pleasure ; be ' t to fly , Pro . Hast thou , spirit , Ari . To 8 ACT I. SCENE II ...
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... servant : And , for thou wast a spirit too delicate To act her earthy and abhorred commands , Refusing her grand ' hests , she did confine thee , By help of her more potent ministers , And in her most unmitigable rage , Into a cloven ...
... servant : And , for thou wast a spirit too delicate To act her earthy and abhorred commands , Refusing her grand ' hests , she did confine thee , By help of her more potent ministers , And in her most unmitigable rage , Into a cloven ...
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... servants Were then my fellows , now they are my men . Seb . But , for your conscience- Ant . Ay , sir ; where lies that ? if it were a kybe , ' T would put me to my slipper : But I feel not This deity in my bosom ; twenty consciences ...
... servants Were then my fellows , now they are my men . Seb . But , for your conscience- Ant . Ay , sir ; where lies that ? if it were a kybe , ' T would put me to my slipper : But I feel not This deity in my bosom ; twenty consciences ...
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... servant - monster , when I. with me , When you are by , at night . I do beseech you ( Chiefly , that I might set it in my prayers ) , What is your name ? Mira . Miranda : -O my father , I have broke your ' hest to say so ! Admired ...
... servant - monster , when I. with me , When you are by , at night . I do beseech you ( Chiefly , that I might set it in my prayers ) , What is your name ? Mira . Miranda : -O my father , I have broke your ' hest to say so ! Admired ...
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William Shakespeare. Ste . Drink , servant - monster , when I bid thee ; thy eyes are almost set in thy head . Trin . Where should they be set else ? he were a brave monster indeed , if they were set in his tail . Ste . My man - monster ...
William Shakespeare. Ste . Drink , servant - monster , when I bid thee ; thy eyes are almost set in thy head . Trin . Where should they be set else ? he were a brave monster indeed , if they were set in his tail . Ste . My man - monster ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
1st Lord Angelo Antonio art thou Beat Benedick better Biron Bohemia Boyet brother Caius Caliban Claud Claudio COSTARD daughter dost doth Dromio ducats Duke Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear fool Ford Friar gentle gentleman give grace Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven Hermia hither honor husband Illyria Isab Kath King knave lady Laun Leon Leonato look Lucio Lysander madam maid Malvolio marry master Master Doctor mistress Moth never night Padua Pedro Petruchio play Pompey pr'y thee pray prince Proteus Puck Rosalind Scene servant Shakspeare shew Shylock Signior sing Sir Toby speak Speed swear sweet tell there's Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast Thurio tongue Tranio troth true What's wife woman word
Passagens conhecidas
Página 362 - Since nought so stockish, hard, and full of rage, But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Página 60 - 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 helped, 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.