Shakespeare's Comedies, Histories, Tragedies, and Poems, Volum 2Whittaker, 1858 |
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Pàgina 92
... MOTH , Page to Armado . A Forester . Princess of France . ROSALINE , MARIA , KATHARINE , Ladies , attending on the Princess . JAQUENETTA , a country wench . Officers and others , attendants on the King and Princess . SCENE , Navarre . 1 ...
... MOTH , Page to Armado . A Forester . Princess of France . ROSALINE , MARIA , KATHARINE , Ladies , attending on the Princess . JAQUENETTA , a country wench . Officers and others , attendants on the King and Princess . SCENE , Navarre . 1 ...
Pàgina 102
... MOTH , his page . Arm . Boy , what sign is it ' , when a man of great spirit grows melancholy ? Moth . A great sign , sir , that he will look sad . Arm . Why ? sadness is one and the self - same thing , dear imp . Moth . No , no ; O ...
... MOTH , his page . Arm . Boy , what sign is it ' , when a man of great spirit grows melancholy ? Moth . A great sign , sir , that he will look sad . Arm . Why ? sadness is one and the self - same thing , dear imp . Moth . No , no ; O ...
Pàgina 103
... Moth . Little pretty , because little . Wherefore apt ? Arm . And therefore apt , because quick . Moth . Speak you this in my praise , master ? Arm . In thy condign praise . Moth . I will praise an eel with the same praise . Arm . What ...
... Moth . Little pretty , because little . Wherefore apt ? Arm . And therefore apt , because quick . Moth . Speak you this in my praise , master ? Arm . In thy condign praise . Moth . I will praise an eel with the same praise . Arm . What ...
Pàgina 104
... Moth . Samson , master : he was a man of good carriage , great carriage ; for he carried the town - gates on his ... Moth ? Moth . A woman , master . Arm . Of what complexion ? Moth . Of all the four , or the three , or the two , or one ...
... Moth . Samson , master : he was a man of good carriage , great carriage ; for he carried the town - gates on his ... Moth ? Moth . A woman , master . Arm . Of what complexion ? Moth . Of all the four , or the three , or the two , or one ...
Pàgina 105
... Moth . My father's wit , and my mother's tongue , assist me ! Arm . Sweet invocation of a child ; most pretty , and pa- thetical ' ! Moth . If she be made of white and red , Her faults will ne'er be known ; For blushing ' cheeks by ...
... Moth . My father's wit , and my mother's tongue , assist me ! Arm . Sweet invocation of a child ; most pretty , and pa- thetical ' ! Moth . If she be made of white and red , Her faults will ne'er be known ; For blushing ' cheeks by ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 724 - 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. But when I came to man's estate, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; 'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day.
Pàgina 34 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Pàgina 179 - When daisies pied and violets blue And lady-smocks all silver-white And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Pàgina 641 - O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou, That, notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there, Of what validity and pitch soe'er, But falls into abatement and low price, Even in a minute; so full of shapes is fancy, That it alone is high fantastical.