The works of Shakespear, with a glossary, pr. from the Oxford ed. in quarto, 1744 [by Sir T.Hanmer]. |
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Pàgina 69
... fear . Enter Rofalind , Sylvius , and Phebe . Rof . Patience once more , whiles our compact is urg'd : You fay , if I bring in your Rofalind , [ To the Duke . You will beftow her on Orlando here ? Duke Sen. That would I , had I kingdoms ...
... fear . Enter Rofalind , Sylvius , and Phebe . Rof . Patience once more , whiles our compact is urg'd : You fay , if I bring in your Rofalind , [ To the Duke . You will beftow her on Orlando here ? Duke Sen. That would I , had I kingdoms ...
Pàgina 80
... Fear not , my lord ; we can contain our felves , Were he the veriest antick in the world . 2 Play . [ To the other . ] Go get a difhclout to make clean your fhoes , And I'll fpeak for the properties . My lord , [ Exit Player . We must ...
... Fear not , my lord ; we can contain our felves , Were he the veriest antick in the world . 2 Play . [ To the other . ] Go get a difhclout to make clean your fhoes , And I'll fpeak for the properties . My lord , [ Exit Player . We must ...
Pàgina 86
... mates ? Hor . Mates , maid , how mean you that ? no mates for Gulets you were of gentler milder mould . Bath , Piaith , Sir , you shall never need to fear , [ you ; I wis , it is not half way to her 86 The Taming of the Shrew .
... mates ? Hor . Mates , maid , how mean you that ? no mates for Gulets you were of gentler milder mould . Bath , Piaith , Sir , you shall never need to fear , [ you ; I wis , it is not half way to her 86 The Taming of the Shrew .
Pàgina 91
... fear I am defcry'd : Wait you on him , I charge you , as becomes ; While I make way from hence to fave my life . You understand me ? Bion . Ay , Sir , ne'er a whit . Luc . And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth , Tranio is chang'd into ...
... fear I am defcry'd : Wait you on him , I charge you , as becomes ; While I make way from hence to fave my life . You understand me ? Bion . Ay , Sir , ne'er a whit . Luc . And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth , Tranio is chang'd into ...
Pàgina 97
... fear boys with bugs . Gru . For he fears none . Gre . Hortenfio , hark : This gentleman is happily arriv'd , My mind prefumes , for his own good , and ours . Hor . I promis'd we would be contributors , And bear his charge of wooing ...
... fear boys with bugs . Gru . For he fears none . Gre . Hortenfio , hark : This gentleman is happily arriv'd , My mind prefumes , for his own good , and ours . Hor . I promis'd we would be contributors , And bear his charge of wooing ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
affure anſwer Baptifta Bian Bianca Bion Biondello Cath Catharine Clown Count daughter defire doft doth Duke elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid father feem felf felves fervant ferve feven fhall fhew fhould fifter fince fing firft fome fool foreft fpeak ftand ftrange fuch fure fwear fweet gentleman give Gremio hath heart heav'n himſelf honour horfe Hortenfio houfe houſe huſband Illyria Kate King knave Lady Lord Lucentio Madam mafter maid Malvolio marry miftrefs miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt Narbon Orla Orlando Padua Petruchio pleaſe pr'ythee pray promife reafon Rofalind ſay SCENE ſelf ſhall ſhe Signior Sir Toby ſpeak tell thee thefe theſe thine thou art Tranio whofe wife worfe 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...