Twelfth night. Winter's talePrinted for, and under the direction of, John Bell, 1788 |
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... honour , half drunk . - What is he at the gate , cousin ? Sir To . A gentleman . Oli . A gentleman ? What gentleman ? Sir To . ' Tis a gentleman here — A plague o'these pickle - herring ! -How now , sot ? Clo . Good Sir Toby , - Oli ...
... honour , half drunk . - What is he at the gate , cousin ? Sir To . A gentleman . Oli . A gentleman ? What gentleman ? Sir To . ' Tis a gentleman here — A plague o'these pickle - herring ! -How now , sot ? Clo . Good Sir Toby , - Oli ...
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... honour at the stake , And baited it with all the unmuzzled thoughts That tyrannous heart can think ? To one of your re- ceiving Enough is shewn ; a cyprus , not a bosom , Hides my poor heart : So let me hear you speak . Vio . I pity you ...
... honour at the stake , And baited it with all the unmuzzled thoughts That tyrannous heart can think ? To one of your re- ceiving Enough is shewn ; a cyprus , not a bosom , Hides my poor heart : So let me hear you speak . Vio . I pity you ...
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... honour , truth , and every thing , I love thee so , that , maugre all thy pride , Nor wit , nor reason , can my passion hide . 160 Do not extort thy reasons from this clause , For , that I woo , thou therefore hast no cause : But ...
... honour , truth , and every thing , I love thee so , that , maugre all thy pride , Nor wit , nor reason , can my passion hide . 160 Do not extort thy reasons from this clause , For , that I woo , thou therefore hast no cause : But ...
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... honour too unchary out : There's something in me , that reproves my fault ; But such a headstrong potent fault it is ... honour , sav`d , may upon asking give ? Vio . Nothing but this , your true love for my master . Oli . How with mine ...
... honour too unchary out : There's something in me , that reproves my fault ; But such a headstrong potent fault it is ... honour , sav`d , may upon asking give ? Vio . Nothing but this , your true love for my master . Oli . How with mine ...
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... honour's sake , have one bout with you : he cannot by the duello avoid it : but he has promis'd me , as he is a gentleman and a soldier , he will not hurt you . Come on ; to't . [ They draw . Sir And . Pray God , he keep his oath ...
... honour's sake , have one bout with you : he cannot by the duello avoid it : but he has promis'd me , as he is a gentleman and a soldier , he will not hurt you . Come on ; to't . [ They draw . Sir And . Pray God , he keep his oath ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
ancient Antigonus Autolycus Ben Jonson beseech better Bohemia Brownist called Camillo Cesario CLEOMENES Clown daughter dear dost doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear folio fool Gent gentleman give hand Hanmer hath heart heaven HENLEY Hermione honest Honest Whore honour i'the Illyria in't is't JOHNSON king kiss knight lady last enchantment Leontes lord madam MALONE Malvolio means mistress musick never o'er o'the old copy Olivia on't pash passage Paul Paulina Perdita play Polixenes Polyolbion pr'ythee pray prince queen Romeo and Juliet SCENE seems Shakspere Shakspere's Shep shew Sicilia Sir Andrew Sir Andrew Ague-cheek Sir Toby Sir Topas song speak STEEVENS swear sweet tell thee THEOBALD there's thing thou art thou hast three merry TWELFTH NIGHT Viola volgo WARBURTON WINTER'S TALE woman word
Passagens conhecidas
Página 75 - 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.
Página 43 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought; And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Página 77 - 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...
Página 75 - 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 5 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour ! Enough ; no more : 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Página 102 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Página 25 - Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on...
Página 33 - 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.