The Works of Shakespeare: the Text Carefully Restored According to the First Editions: Measure for measure; Much ado about nothing; Midsummer-night's dream; Love's labour's lostJ. Munroe and Company, 1857 |
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... father . Duke . ' Tis meet so , daughter : But lest you do repent , - As that the sin hath brought you to this shame , Which sorrow is always towards ourselves , not Heaven ; Showing , we would not spare ' Heaven as we love it , But as ...
... father . Duke . ' Tis meet so , daughter : But lest you do repent , - As that the sin hath brought you to this shame , Which sorrow is always towards ourselves , not Heaven ; Showing , we would not spare ' Heaven as we love it , But as ...
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... father's grave Did utter forth a voice ! Yes , thou must die : Thou art too noble to conserve a life In base appliances . This outward - sainted deputy – Whose settled visage and deliberate word Nips youth i'the head , and follies doth ...
... father's grave Did utter forth a voice ! Yes , thou must die : Thou art too noble to conserve a life In base appliances . This outward - sainted deputy – Whose settled visage and deliberate word Nips youth i'the head , and follies doth ...
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... father fair ! For such a warped slip of wilderness Ne'er issued from his blood . Take my defiance : Die ; perish ! might but my bending down Reprieve thee from thy fate , it should proceed : I'll pray a thousand prayers for thy death ...
... father fair ! For such a warped slip of wilderness Ne'er issued from his blood . Take my defiance : Die ; perish ! might but my bending down Reprieve thee from thy fate , it should proceed : I'll pray a thousand prayers for thy death ...
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... father ? Duke . That now you are come , you will be gone : Leave me awhile with the maid : my mind promises with my habit ; no loss shall touch her by my com- pany . Prov . In good time . " [ Exit Provost . Duke . The hand that hath ...
... father ? Duke . That now you are come , you will be gone : Leave me awhile with the maid : my mind promises with my habit ; no loss shall touch her by my com- pany . Prov . In good time . " [ Exit Provost . Duke . The hand that hath ...
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... father . Duke . This forenamed maid hath yet in her the continuance of her first affection : his unjust unkind- ness , that in all reason should have quenched her love , hath , like an impediment in the current , made it more violent ...
... father . Duke . This forenamed maid hath yet in her the continuance of her first affection : his unjust unkind- ness , that in all reason should have quenched her love , hath , like an impediment in the current , made it more violent ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Armado Bawd Beat Beatrice Benedick Biron Bora brother Claud Claudio Cost Costard dance death Demetrius Dogb dost doth Duke Enter Escal Exeunt Exit eyes fair fairy father fool friar gentle Gentlemen of Verona give grace hand hast hath hear heart Heaven Helena Hermia Hero Hippolyta hither honour Isab John Kath King lady Leon Leonato look lord Angelo Love's Labour's Lost lovers Lucio Lysander madam maid marry master Master constable means Measure for Measure merry moon Moth never night offend pardon passage Pedro PHILOSTRATE play Poet's Pompey pray prince Prov Provost Puck Pyramus Quin SCENE sense Shakespeare signior soul speak sweet tell thee there's Theseus thing Thisby thou art Titania to-morrow tongue troth true Twelfth Night virtue What's woman word
Passagens conhecidas
Página 472 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks; When turtles tread, and rooks and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then on every tree Mocks married men, for thus sings he: Cuckoo! Cuckoo, cuckoo — 0 word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear.
Página 292 - I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips, and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...
Página 472 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Página 89 - Take, O, take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn: But my kisses bring again Bring again; Seals of love, but seal'd in vain, Sealed in vain.
Página 51 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Página 316 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate.
Página 335 - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Página 282 - 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, In those freckles live their savours. I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.