The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Pàgina 13
Orla , befeech you punish me not with your hard thoughts , wherein I confefs me much guilty to deny so fair and excellent ladies any thing . But let your fair eyes and gentle wishes go with me to my tryal , wherein if I be foil'd ...
Orla , befeech you punish me not with your hard thoughts , wherein I confefs me much guilty to deny so fair and excellent ladies any thing . But let your fair eyes and gentle wishes go with me to my tryal , wherein if I be foil'd ...
Pàgina 17
... my felf I hold intelligence , Or have acquaintance with my own defires , If that I do not dream , or be not frantick , As I do truft I am not ; then , dear uncle , Never fo much as in a thought unborn Did I offend your Highness .
... my felf I hold intelligence , Or have acquaintance with my own defires , If that I do not dream , or be not frantick , As I do truft I am not ; then , dear uncle , Never fo much as in a thought unborn Did I offend your Highness .
Pàgina 32
Speak you fo gently ? pardon me , I pray you ; I thought that all things had been favage here , And therefore put I on the countenance Of ftern commandment . But whate'er you are That in this defart inacceffible , Under the shade of ...
Speak you fo gently ? pardon me , I pray you ; I thought that all things had been favage here , And therefore put I on the countenance Of ftern commandment . But whate'er you are That in this defart inacceffible , Under the shade of ...
Pàgina 35
O Rofalind , thefe trees fhall be my books , And in their barks my thoughts I'll character , That every eye , which in this foreft looks , Shall fee thy virtue witness'd every where . Run , run , Orlando , carve on every tree [ Exit .
O Rofalind , thefe trees fhall be my books , And in their barks my thoughts I'll character , That every eye , which in this foreft looks , Shall fee thy virtue witness'd every where . Run , run , Orlando , carve on every tree [ Exit .
Pàgina 41
There was no thought of pleafing you when the was chriften'd , Jag . What ftature is the of ? Orla . Juft as high as my heart . Jaq . You are full of pretty answers ; have you not been acquainted with goldsmiths wives , and conn'd them ...
There was no thought of pleafing you when the was chriften'd , Jag . What ftature is the of ? Orla . Juft as high as my heart . Jaq . You are full of pretty answers ; have you not been acquainted with goldsmiths wives , and conn'd them ...
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No hem trobat cap ressenya als llocs habituals.
Frases i termes més freqüents
attend bear better Bianca bring brother Cath comes Count Court daughter dear doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear felf fellow fhall fhould fome fool fortune foul fpeak friends fuch fweet gentle give hand hath hear heart hold honour hope hour houſe I'll keep King knave Lady leave live look Lord Lucentio Madam mafter maid marry mean moft muft nature never night Orla Petruchio play pleaſe poor pray ring Rofalind SCENE Signior Sir Toby ſpeak tell thank thee there's theſe thing thou thou art thought tongue true wife woman young youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 145 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance: commits his body To painful labour, both by sea and land...
Pàgina 30 - I must have liberty Withal, as large a charter as the wind, To blow on whom I please...
Pàgina 201 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Pàgina 53 - ... it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Pàgina 55 - But these are all lies : men have died from time to time and worms have eaten them, but not for love.
Pàgina 223 - If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly ; ever, ever dearly.
Pàgina 29 - No, sir, quoth he, Call me not fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune : And then he drew a dial from his poke ; And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says, very wisely, It is ten o'clock : Thus we may see...