Shakespeare's Comedy of Twelfth NightJ. M. Dent, 1902 - 134 pàgines |
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Accost Andrew Aguecheek Antonio Bed of Ware better bloody bosom brother BROWNIST Cesario Clown COCKATRICE Comedy of Errors comes Count Orsino's cross-gartered Curio cypress dear devil dost thou doth drink Duke Edition Enter Maria Enter Olivia Enter Sir Toby excellent Exit eyes Fabian faith falconry Farewell favour fellow Folio fool fortune galliard gentleman give hand hath heart hither hold Illyria Jove knave lady lady's lord madam madonna Malvolio Marry matter Middle Temple mistress never niece old ballad Olivia's house peace PENTHESILEA play pray prithee Re-enter Maria rogue Scene servant Shakespeare's sing Sir Toby Belch Sir Toby's Sir Topas smile soul speak swear sweet tell term of endearment thee there's thou art thou hast thyself troth Twelfth Night valour Viola What's word yellow stockings youth
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Pàgina 44 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Pàgina 44 - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids, that weave their thread with bones. Do use to chant it: it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love Like the old age.
Pàgina 25 - O sir, I will not be so hard-hearted ; I will give out divers schedules of my beauty : it shall be inventoried ; and every particle, and utensil...
Pàgina 47 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought, And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Pàgina 61 - I might say, element ; but the word is overworn. [Exit. Vio. This fellow's wise enough to play the fool ; And, to do that well, craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time ; And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
Pàgina 1 - That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. Enough ! no more : 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before. O spirit of love ! how quick and fresh art thou, That, notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth as the sea...
Pàgina 35 - tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter; What's to come is still unsure: In delay there lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure. 202 Sir And. A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight. Sir To. A contagious breath. Sir And. Very sweet and contagious, i
Pàgina 1 - If music be the food of love, play on; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again! it had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odor!