The Works of William Shakespeare: As you like it. The taming of the shrew. All's well that ends well. Twelfth night. The winter's taleWhittaker & Company, 1842 |
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Pàgina 9
... thy throat , till this other had pulled out thy tongue for saying so thou hast railed on thyself . Adam . [ Coming forward . ] Sweet masters , be patient : for your father's remembrance , be at accord . Öli . Let me go , I say . Orl . I ...
... thy throat , till this other had pulled out thy tongue for saying so thou hast railed on thyself . Adam . [ Coming forward . ] Sweet masters , be patient : for your father's remembrance , be at accord . Öli . Let me go , I say . Orl . I ...
Pàgina 25
... Thou art a fool : she robs thee of thy name ; And thou wilt virtuous , show more bright , and seem more When she is ... hast not , cousin . Pr'ythee , be cheerful : know'st thou not , the duke Hath banished me , his daughter ? Ros . That ...
... Thou art a fool : she robs thee of thy name ; And thou wilt virtuous , show more bright , and seem more When she is ... hast not , cousin . Pr'ythee , be cheerful : know'st thou not , the duke Hath banished me , his daughter ? Ros . That ...
Pàgina 34
... thou wast as true a lover As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow : But if thy love were ever like to mine , As sure I think did never man love so , How many actions most ridiculous Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy ? Cor . Into a ...
... thou wast as true a lover As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow : But if thy love were ever like to mine , As sure I think did never man love so , How many actions most ridiculous Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy ? Cor . Into a ...
Pàgina 41
... thee ! I can tell what thou wouldst do . Jaq . What , for a counter , would I do , but good ? Duke S. Most mischievous foul sin , in chiding sin : For thou thyself hast been a libertine , As sensual as the brutish sting itself ; And all ...
... thee ! I can tell what thou wouldst do . Jaq . What , for a counter , would I do , but good ? Duke S. Most mischievous foul sin , in chiding sin : For thou thyself hast been a libertine , As sensual as the brutish sting itself ; And all ...
Pàgina 47
William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier. And thou , thrice - crowned queen of night , survey With ... Hast any philosophy in thee , shepherd ? Cor . No more , but that I know the ... thou art damned . Cor . Nay SCENE II . ] 47 AS YOU LIKE IT .
William Shakespeare, John Payne Collier. And thou , thrice - crowned queen of night , survey With ... Hast any philosophy in thee , shepherd ? Cor . No more , but that I know the ... thou art damned . Cor . Nay SCENE II . ] 47 AS YOU LIKE IT .
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Frases i termes més freqüents
Antigonus Baptista Bertram better Bianca Bion BIONDELLO brother Camillo Clown Count daughter doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fool Forest of Arden Gent gentleman George Buc give Gremio hath hear heart heaven Hermione honour Hortensio Illyria Kate Kath KATHARINA king knave lady Leon Leontes look lord Love's Labour's Lost Lucentio madam maid Malone Malvolio marry master means mistress modern editors never night old copies Olivia Orlando Padua Pandosto Parolles Petruchio Phebe play Polixenes pr'ythee pray printed Rosalind Rousillon SCENE second folio servant Shakespeare Shep Shrew Sicilia signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir Toby speak Steevens swear sweet tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Tranio Viola wife Winter's Tale word
Passatges populars
Pàgina 27 - The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Pàgina 45 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh,...
Pàgina 325 - 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 south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Pàgina 44 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Pàgina 488 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that...
Pàgina 354 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming? O stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low. Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Pàgina 199 - What is she, but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord ? — I am asham'd, that women are so simple To offer war, where they should kneel for peace ; Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway, When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.