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Página 198
Eva , ' Pless my soul ! how full of cholers I am , and trempling of mind ! —I shall be
glad , if he have deceived me : -how melancholies I am -I will knog his urinals
about his knave's costard.I when I have good opportunities for the ' ork : - ' pless ...
Eva , ' Pless my soul ! how full of cholers I am , and trempling of mind ! —I shall be
glad , if he have deceived me : -how melancholies I am -I will knog his urinals
about his knave's costard.I when I have good opportunities for the ' ork : - ' pless ...
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Oli . Good fool , for my brother's death . Clo . I think , his soul is in hell , madonna .
Oli . I know his soul is in heaven , fool . Clo . The more fool you , madonna , to
mourn for your brother's soul being in heaven . — Take away the fool , gentlemen
.
Oli . Good fool , for my brother's death . Clo . I think , his soul is in hell , madonna .
Oli . I know his soul is in heaven , fool . Clo . The more fool you , madonna , to
mourn for your brother's soul being in heaven . — Take away the fool , gentlemen
.
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That the soul of our grandam might haply : inhabit a bird . Clo . What thinkest thou
of his opinion ? Mal . I think nobly of the soul , and no way approve his opinion .
Clo . Fare thee well : remain thou still in dark . ness : thou shalt hold the opinion ...
That the soul of our grandam might haply : inhabit a bird . Clo . What thinkest thou
of his opinion ? Mal . I think nobly of the soul , and no way approve his opinion .
Clo . Fare thee well : remain thou still in dark . ness : thou shalt hold the opinion ...
Página 327
O , that record is lively in my soul ! He finished , indeed , his mortal act , That day
that made my sister thirteen years . Vio . If nothing letsł to make us happy both ,
But this my masculine usurp'd attire , Do not embrace me , till each circumstance
...
O , that record is lively in my soul ! He finished , indeed , his mortal act , That day
that made my sister thirteen years . Vio . If nothing letsł to make us happy both ,
But this my masculine usurp'd attire , Do not embrace me , till each circumstance
...
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Ang . I talk not of your soul : Our compell'd sins Stand more for number than
accompt . Isab . How say you ? Ang . Nay , I'll not warrant that ; for I can speak
Against the thing I say . Answer to this ; I , now the voice of the recorded law ,
Pronounce ...
Ang . I talk not of your soul : Our compell'd sins Stand more for number than
accompt . Isab . How say you ? Ang . Nay , I'll not warrant that ; for I can speak
Against the thing I say . Answer to this ; I , now the voice of the recorded law ,
Pronounce ...
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Angelo Anne bear believe bring brother Caius comes daughter death desire dost doth Duke Enter Escal Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fault fear follow fool Ford friar gentle give gone grace hand hang hast hath head hear heart heaven hold honour hope Host hour husband I'll Isab John keep kind king lady Laun leave letter live look lord Lucio madam maid Marry master mean mind mistress never night Page peace play poor pray present Proteus Prov Quick reason SCENE servant Shal Silvia Slen soul speak Speed spirit stand strange sweet tell thank thee there's thing thou art thought true Valentine warrant What's wife woman youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 71 - gainst my fury Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further.
Página 374 - tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, ^ That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
Página 71 - And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions ? and shall not myself, One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art ? Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick, Yet, with my nobler reason 'gainst my fury • Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance...
Página 73 - 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 358 - Too late? why, no; I, that do speak a word, May call it back again: Well believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does.
Página 27 - would it had been done ! Thou didst prevent me ; I had peopled else This isle with Calibans. Pro. Abhorred slave ; Which any print of goodness will 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 275 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming ? O, stay and hear ; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low : Trip no further, pretty sweeting, Journeys end in lovers' meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Página 138 - 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 336 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely...
Página 44 - A strange fish ! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver : there would this monster make a man : any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | The Plays of William Shakspeare, Volume 1 The Plays of William Shakspeare, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editora | H. S. Carey and I. Lea, 1822 |
| Original de | a Biblioteca Pública de Nova Iorque |
| Digitalizado | 29 Dez 2006 |
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