The Works of Mr. William Shakespear;: In Six Volumes. Adorn'd with Cuts, Volum 6Jacob Tonson, 1709 |
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Pàgina 2850
... Troth . My Refidence in Rome , at one Philario's , Who to my Father was a Friend , to me Known but by Letter ; thither write , my Queen , And with mine Eyes , I'll drink the Words you fend . Though Ink be made of Gall . Enter Queen ...
... Troth . My Refidence in Rome , at one Philario's , Who to my Father was a Friend , to me Known but by Letter ; thither write , my Queen , And with mine Eyes , I'll drink the Words you fend . Though Ink be made of Gall . Enter Queen ...
Pàgina 2899
... Troth I have stoln nought , nor would not , though I had found Gold strew'd i'th ' Floor . Here's Mony for my Meat , I would have left it on the Board so soon As I had made my Meal : and parted With Prayers for the Provider . Guid ...
... Troth I have stoln nought , nor would not , though I had found Gold strew'd i'th ' Floor . Here's Mony for my Meat , I would have left it on the Board so soon As I had made my Meal : and parted With Prayers for the Provider . Guid ...
Pàgina 2985
... Troth , I never did hurt her In all my Life , I never spake bad word , Nor did ill turn to any living Creature ; Believe me now , I never kill'd a Mouse , Nor hurt a Fly . I trode upon a Worm once Against my will , but I wept for it ...
... Troth , I never did hurt her In all my Life , I never spake bad word , Nor did ill turn to any living Creature ; Believe me now , I never kill'd a Mouse , Nor hurt a Fly . I trode upon a Worm once Against my will , but I wept for it ...
Pàgina 3016
... troth , would I were your Wership's Man . Flow . What ? would'st thou serve ? Fath . Very willingly , Sir . Flow . Why I'll tell thee what thou shalt do , thou faift thou hast twenty Pound , go into Birchin - Lane , put thy felf into ...
... troth , would I were your Wership's Man . Flow . What ? would'st thou serve ? Fath . Very willingly , Sir . Flow . Why I'll tell thee what thou shalt do , thou faift thou hast twenty Pound , go into Birchin - Lane , put thy felf into ...
Pàgina 3018
... troth they are talking of marrying me , Sifter . Luce . Peace , let them talk : Fools may have leave to prattle as they walk . Daff . Sentences still , sweet Mistress , You have a Wit , and it were your Alablaster . Luce . I'faith and ...
... troth they are talking of marrying me , Sifter . Luce . Peace , let them talk : Fools may have leave to prattle as they walk . Daff . Sentences still , sweet Mistress , You have a Wit , and it were your Alablaster . Luce . I'faith and ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
Ægypt anſwer Antony Bawd beſt Brother Buſineſs Cafar Capt Captain cauſe Cleo Clot Cobham courſe Crom Cromwell Cymbeline Daughter Death defire doſt doth e'er elſe Enter Eros Exeunt Exit faid falſe Fath Father felf firſt Flow Flowerdale fome Fortune Friends fuch Gent Gentleman Gods Guiderius hath hear Heart Heav'n Honour Horſe Houſe i'faith i'th Iach King Knight Lady Lanc laſt Locrine Lord Lord Cobham Luce Madam Mark Antony marry Maſter Miſtreſs Mony moſt muſt ne'er never noble o'th on't Pericles pleaſe Pleaſure Poft Pompey pray preſent Prieft Priſon purpoſe Queen reſt ſay ſee ſeen ſelf ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhew ſhould Sifter Sir Lancelot Sirrah Soldiers ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtay ſtill ſtrange ſuch ſweet tell thee there's theſe thoſe thou art Thra Treaſon unto Weath whoſe Wife
Passatges populars
Pàgina 2828 - O, wither'd is the garland of the war, The soldier's pole is fall'n : young boys and girls Are level now with men ; the odds is gone, And there is nothing left remarkable Beneath the visiting moon.
Pàgina 2834 - His legs bestrid the ocean: his rear'd arm Crested the world: his voice was propertied As all the tuned spheres, and that to friends; But when he meant to quail and shake the orb, He was as rattling thunder.
Pàgina 2763 - Like to a vagabond flag upon the stream, Goes to and back, lackeying the varying tide, To rot itself with motion.
Pàgina 2806 - Mine honesty and I begin to square. The loyalty well held to fools does make Our faith mere folly : yet he that can endure To follow with allegiance a fall'n lord Does conquer him that did his master conquer, And earns a place i
Pàgina 2839 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick.
Pàgina 2831 - My desolation does begin to make A better life : Tis paltry to be Caesar; Not being fortune, he's but fortune's knave, A minister of her will ; And it is great To do that thing that ends all other deeds ; Which shackles accidents, and bolts up change; Which sleeps, and never palates more the dung, The beggar's nurse and Caesar's.
Pàgina 2909 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Pàgina 2806 - I see, men's judgments are A parcel of their fortunes ; and things outward Do draw the inward quality after them, To suffer all alike.
Pàgina 3259 - Divines and dying men may talk of Hell, But in my heart her several torments dwell. Slavery and misery! Who in this case Would not take up money upon his soul, Pawn his salvation, live at interest?