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Thou answer'st , she is fair ; Pour'st in the open ulcer of my heart Her eyes , her
hair , her cheek , her gate , her voice ; Handlest in thy discourse — that ! her hand
! ( In whose comparison , all whites are ink Writing their own reproach ) to whose
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Thou answer'st , she is fair ; Pour'st in the open ulcer of my heart Her eyes , her
hair , her cheek , her gate , her voice ; Handlest in thy discourse — that ! her hand
! ( In whose comparison , all whites are ink Writing their own reproach ) to whose
...
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Thou bitch - wolf's son , canst thou not hear ? feel then . [ Strikes him . Ther . The
plague of Greece upon thee , thou mungrel beef - witted lord ! Ajax . Speak then ,
you unwinnow'd'ft ( 16 ) leaven , speak ; I will beat thee into handsomness .
Thou bitch - wolf's son , canst thou not hear ? feel then . [ Strikes him . Ther . The
plague of Greece upon thee , thou mungrel beef - witted lord ! Ajax . Speak then ,
you unwinnow'd'ft ( 16 ) leaven , speak ; I will beat thee into handsomness .
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Ther , I shall sooner rail thee into wit and holiness ; but , I think , thy horse will
sooner con an oration , than thou learn a prayer without book : thou canst strike ,
canst thou ? a red murrain o'thy jade's tricks ! Ajax . Toads - stool , learn me the ...
Ther , I shall sooner rail thee into wit and holiness ; but , I think , thy horse will
sooner con an oration , than thou learn a prayer without book : thou canst strike ,
canst thou ? a red murrain o'thy jade's tricks ! Ajax . Toads - stool , learn me the ...
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William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). use to beat me , I will begin at thy
heel , and tell what thou art by inches , thou thing of no bowels , thou ! Ajax . You
dog ! Ther . You scurvy lord ! Ajax . You cur ! [ Beating him . Ther , Mars his ideor
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William Shakespeare Mr. Theobald (Lewis). use to beat me , I will begin at thy
heel , and tell what thou art by inches , thou thing of no bowels , thou ! Ajax . You
dog ! Ther . You scurvy lord ! Ajax . You cur ! [ Beating him . Ther , Mars his ideor
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Othou great thunderdarter of Olympus , forget that thou art Jove the King of Gods ;
and , Mercury , lofe all the serpentine craft of thy Caduceus , if thou take not that
little , little , less than little wit from them that they have ; which short - arm'd ...
Othou great thunderdarter of Olympus , forget that thou art Jove the King of Gods ;
and , Mercury , lofe all the serpentine craft of thy Caduceus , if thou take not that
little , little , less than little wit from them that they have ; which short - arm'd ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Achilles Æmil againſt Ajax Author bear better blood bring changes Clown comes dead dear death doth earth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fall Farewel father fear firſt follow give gone Hamlet hand hath head hear heart heav'n Hector himſelf hold honour I'll Iago keep King lady lago leave light live look lord marry matter mean mind Moor moſt muſt Nature never night noble Nurſe once Othello Paris Play Poet poor Pope pray Prince Queen reaſon Romeo ſay SCENE ſee ſeems ſelf ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſoul ſpeak ſtand ſuch ſweet tell thee Ther there's theſe thing thoſe thou thou art thought Troi Troilus true uſe whoſe wife young
Pasajes populares
Página 70 - Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Página 279 - Tears in his eyes, distraction in 's aspect, A broken voice, and his whole function suiting With forms to his conceit? and all for nothing! For Hecuba! What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her!
Página 249 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
Página 290 - ... accent of Christians, nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted, and bellowed, that I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Página 325 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Página 168 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ! like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume.
Página 441 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Página 245 - The king doth wake to-night, and takes his rouse, Keeps wassail, and the swaggering up-spring reels ; And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down, The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out The triumph of his pledge.
Página 152 - What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for thy. name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
Página 272 - In form and moving how express and admirable ! In action how like an angel! In apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me, — no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.