The Shakspere reading book, being seventeen of Shakspere's plays abridged for the use of schools and public readings by H.C. Bowen |
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... face must be seen through the lion's neck : and he himself must speak through , saying thus , or to the same defect , Ladies , ' - or ' Fair ladies , -I would wish you , ' - or ' I would request you , ' or ' I would entreat you , -not ...
... face must be seen through the lion's neck : and he himself must speak through , saying thus , or to the same defect , Ladies , ' - or ' Fair ladies , -I would wish you , ' - or ' I would request you , ' or ' I would entreat you , -not ...
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... mounsieur ; for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face ; and I am such a tender ass , if my hair do but tickle me , I must scratch . 21 Tita . What , wilt thou hear some music , 12 [ ACT IV . SHAKSPERE READING BOOK .
... mounsieur ; for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face ; and I am such a tender ass , if my hair do but tickle me , I must scratch . 21 Tita . What , wilt thou hear some music , 12 [ ACT IV . SHAKSPERE READING BOOK .
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... face . Thisby ! This . My love thou art , my love I think . Pyr . Think what thou wilt , I am thy lover's grace ; And , like Limander , am I trusty still . This . And I like Helen , till the Fates me kill . Pyr . Not Shafalus to Procrus ...
... face . Thisby ! This . My love thou art , my love I think . Pyr . Think what thou wilt , I am thy lover's grace ; And , like Limander , am I trusty still . This . And I like Helen , till the Fates me kill . Pyr . Not Shafalus to Procrus ...
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... face with some that I shall show , And I will make thee think thy swan a crow . Rom . I'll go along , no such sight to be shown , But to rejoice in splendour of mine own . [ Exit . [ Exeunt . 130 A street . Enter ROMEO , MERCUTIO ...
... face with some that I shall show , And I will make thee think thy swan a crow . Rom . I'll go along , no such sight to be shown , But to rejoice in splendour of mine own . [ Exit . [ Exeunt . 130 A street . Enter ROMEO , MERCUTIO ...
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... face , To fleer and scorn at our solemnity ? Cap . Why , how now , kinsman ! wherefore storm you so ? Tyb . Uncle , this is a Montague , our foe ; A villain that is hither come in spite , To scorn at our solemnity this night . Cap ...
... face , To fleer and scorn at our solemnity ? Cap . Why , how now , kinsman ! wherefore storm you so ? Tyb . Uncle , this is a Montague , our foe ; A villain that is hither come in spite , To scorn at our solemnity this night . Cap ...
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The Shakspere Reading Book, Being Seventeen of Shakspere's Plays Abridged ... William Shakespeare Pré-visualização indisponível - 2015 |
The Shakspere Reading Book, Being Seventeen of Shakspere's Plays Abridged ... William Shakespeare Pré-visualização indisponível - 2015 |
The Shakspere Reading Book, Being Seventeen Of Shakspere's Plays Abridged ... William Shakespeare Pré-visualização indisponível - 2019 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Antonio arms art thou Arth Bass Bassanio Bast BENVOLIO blood Boling Bolingbroke Buck Buckingham canst Capulet Cassell's Cate Catesby cloth cousin dead dear death dost doth Drawing ducats Duch Duke Duke of Hereford Duke of Norfolk Duke of York Eliz England Enter KING Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy farewell father Faulconbridge fear France friends Gaunt gentle gentlemen give Glou Gloucester gone grace gracious Gratiano hand hath hear heart heaven hither holy honour Hubert John Juliet KING RICHARD lady liege live look lord Lord Hastings Madam majesty Mercutio mother night noble Nurse Oberon PANDULPH peace pray prince Puck Pyramus queen Quin Rich Richmond Romeo Shylock sleep sorrow soul speak stand swear sweet tell thee Theseus thine Thisby thòu thou art thou shalt Tita Titania to-night tongue Tybalt uncle Venice word York young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 46 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Página 85 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion. Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me, as I halt by them...
Página 33 - O gentle Romeo ! If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully: Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond; And therefore thou mayst think my 'haviour light: But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange.
Página 151 - 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 72 - And nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
Página 28 - a lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice : Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear : at which he starts, and wakes ; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Página 6 - Fetch me that flower ; the herb I shew'd thee once : The juice of it on sleeping eye-lids laid Will make or man or woman madly dote Upon the next live creature that it sees.
Página 162 - I am a Jew: hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by' the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is?
Página 28 - O, then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her wagon-spokes made of long spinners...
Página 3 - Swifter than the moon's sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be : In their gold coats spots you see ; Those be rubies, fairy favours...