The Works of William Shakespeare: The tempest. The two gentlemen of Verona. The merry wives of Windsor. Measure for measure. The comedy of errorsMacmillan, 1863 - 1075 páginas |
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... . your ] you Q. 124 . dreams ] dream Rowe . 126 . SCENE VI . Pope . Enter ... ] Ff . Enter another servant . Capell . 120 125 For so your doctors hold it very meet , Seeing I 2 THE TAMING OF THE SHREW . [ INDUCTION .
... . your ] you Q. 124 . dreams ] dream Rowe . 126 . SCENE VI . Pope . Enter ... ] Ff . Enter another servant . Capell . 120 125 For so your doctors hold it very meet , Seeing I 2 THE TAMING OF THE SHREW . [ INDUCTION .
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... hold it very meet , Seeing too much sadness hath congeal'd your blood , And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy : 130 Therefore they thought it good you hear a play And frame your mind to mirth and merriment , Which bars a thousand harms ...
... hold it very meet , Seeing too much sadness hath congeal'd your blood , And melancholy is the nurse of frenzy : 130 Therefore they thought it good you hear a play And frame your mind to mirth and merriment , Which bars a thousand harms ...
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... hold you . Their love is not so great , Hortensio , but we may blow our nails together , and fast it fairly out our cake's dough on both sides . Farewell : yet , for the love I bear my sweet Bianca , if I can by any means light on a fit ...
... hold you . Their love is not so great , Hortensio , but we may blow our nails together , and fast it fairly out our cake's dough on both sides . Farewell : yet , for the love I bear my sweet Bianca , if I can by any means light on a fit ...
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... hold ? Luc . O Tranio , till I found it to be true , I never thought it possible or likely ; But see , while idly I stood looking on , I found the effect of love in idleness : And now in plainness do confess to thee , That art to me as ...
... hold ? Luc . O Tranio , till I found it to be true , I never thought it possible or likely ; But see , while idly I stood looking on , I found the effect of love in idleness : And now in plainness do confess to thee , That art to me as ...
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... hold , His youngest daughter , beautiful Bianca ; 115 And her withholds from me and other more , Suitors to her and ... holds from me . Other more F , Q. with - holds he from me . Other more F2F3F4 ( hee F2 ) . with - holds he from me ...
... hold , His youngest daughter , beautiful Bianca ; 115 And her withholds from me and other more , Suitors to her and ... holds from me . Other more F , Q. with - holds he from me . Other more F2F3F4 ( hee F2 ) . with - holds he from me ...
Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 377 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one!
Página 376 - But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race : this is an art Which does mend nature, change it rather, but The art itself is nature.
Página 112 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Página 250 - ... 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. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there.
Página 180 - 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.
Página 252 - 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.