The Works of Shakespeare: Merchant of Venice ; As you like it ; All's well that ends well ; Taming of the shrew ; Winter's tale ; Comedy of errors ; Macbeth ; King JohnEstes and Lauriat, 1871 |
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Pàgina 52
... Leon . My best endeavours shall be done herein . Enter GRATIANO . Gra . Where is your master ? Leon . Yonder , sir , he walks . Gra . Signior Bassanio , - Bass . Gratiano ! Gra . I have a suit to you . Bass . [ Exit LEONAR You have ...
... Leon . My best endeavours shall be done herein . Enter GRATIANO . Gra . Where is your master ? Leon . Yonder , sir , he walks . Gra . Signior Bassanio , - Bass . Gratiano ! Gra . I have a suit to you . Bass . [ Exit LEONAR You have ...
Pàgina 23
... Leon . Stay your thanks awhile , Sir , that's to - morrow . And pay them when you part . Pol . I am question'd by my fears , of what may chance , Or breed upon our absence : That may blow No sneaping winds at home , to make us say ...
... Leon . Stay your thanks awhile , Sir , that's to - morrow . And pay them when you part . Pol . I am question'd by my fears , of what may chance , Or breed upon our absence : That may blow No sneaping winds at home , to make us say ...
Pàgina 24
William Shakespeare. Leon . One seven - night longer . Pol . Very sooth , to - morrow . Leon . We'll part the time between's then ; and in that I'll no gainsaying . Pol . Press me not , ' beseech you , so . There is no tongue that moves ...
William Shakespeare. Leon . One seven - night longer . Pol . Very sooth , to - morrow . Leon . We'll part the time between's then ; and in that I'll no gainsaying . Pol . Press me not , ' beseech you , so . There is no tongue that moves ...
Pàgina 27
... Leon . flermione , my dearest , thou never spok'st To better purpose . Her . Leon . Never ? Never , but once . Her . What have I twice said well ? when was't before ? I pr'ythee , tell me : Cram's with praise , and make's As fat as tame ...
... Leon . flermione , my dearest , thou never spok'st To better purpose . Her . Leon . Never ? Never , but once . Her . What have I twice said well ? when was't before ? I pr'ythee , tell me : Cram's with praise , and make's As fat as tame ...
Pàgina 30
... Leon . What cheer ? how is't with you , best brother ? Her . You look As if you held a brow of much distraction : Are you mov'd , my lord ? Leon . No , in good earnest . How sometimes nature will betray its folly , Its tenderness , and ...
... Leon . What cheer ? how is't with you , best brother ? Her . You look As if you held a brow of much distraction : Are you mov'd , my lord ? Leon . No , in good earnest . How sometimes nature will betray its folly , Its tenderness , and ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
Banquo Bassanio Bast bear Bianca Bion blood brother daughter death dost doth Dromio ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father Faulconbridge fear fool Ganimede Gent gentle gentleman Gentlemen of Verona give Grumio hand hath hear heart Heaven Holinshed honour Hortensio husband i'the Kate Kath King John Lady Leon look lord Love's Labour's Lost Lucentio Macb Macbeth Macd madam marry master means Measure for Measure Merchant of Venice mind mistress nature never night noble Padua Petruchio play Poet pray prince Rosalind Rousillon SCENE sense Shakespeare shalt Shylock signior speak swear sweet tell thane thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast thought tongue Touch Tranio unto Venice Weird Sisters wife Winter's Tale Witch word
Passatges populars
Pàgina 264 - Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand ? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight ? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain ? I see thee yet, in form as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going ; And such an instrument I was to use. Mine eyes are made the fools o...
Pàgina 72 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? revenge ; If a Christian •wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute ; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
Pàgina 413 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Pàgina 190 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Pàgina 459 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Pàgina 175 - Let me be your servant; Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Pàgina 274 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Pàgina 184 - how the world wags: '"Tis but an hour ago since it was nine ; And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.