The Works of Shakespeare: in Eight Volumes, Volumen1H. Woodfall, 1767 |
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Página 150
... Speed , a clownish Servant to Valentine .. Launce , the like to Protheus . Panthion , Servant to Anthonio . Julia , a Lady of Verona , beloved of Protheus ... Silvia , the Duke of Milan's Daughter below'd of Valentine , Lucetta ...
... Speed , a clownish Servant to Valentine .. Launce , the like to Protheus . Panthion , Servant to Anthonio . Julia , a Lady of Verona , beloved of Protheus ... Silvia , the Duke of Milan's Daughter below'd of Valentine , Lucetta ...
Página 153
... Speed . Speed . Sir Protheus , fave you ; faw you my mafter A Pro . But now he parted hence , t'embark for Milan . Speed . Twenty to one then he is fhipp'd already , And I have play'd the fheep in lofing him . Pro . Indeed , a fheep ...
... Speed . Speed . Sir Protheus , fave you ; faw you my mafter A Pro . But now he parted hence , t'embark for Milan . Speed . Twenty to one then he is fhipp'd already , And I have play'd the fheep in lofing him . Pro . Indeed , a fheep ...
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... Speed . Such another proof will make me cry Baa . Pro . But doft thou hear ? gaveft thou my letter to Julia .. Speed . Ay , Sir , I , a loft mutton , gave your letter to her , a lac'd mutton ( 3 ) ; and fhe , a lac'd mutton , gave me ...
... Speed . Such another proof will make me cry Baa . Pro . But doft thou hear ? gaveft thou my letter to Julia .. Speed . Ay , Sir , I , a loft mutton , gave your letter to her , a lac'd mutton ( 3 ) ; and fhe , a lac'd mutton , gave me ...
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... Speed . Nay , Sir , lefs than a pound fhall ferve me for carrying your letter . Pro . You mistake : I mean the pound , a pinfold . Speed . From a pound to a pin fold it over and over ,, ' Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter ...
... Speed . Nay , Sir , lefs than a pound fhall ferve me for carrying your letter . Pro . You mistake : I mean the pound , a pinfold . Speed . From a pound to a pin fold it over and over ,, ' Tis threefold too little for carrying a letter ...
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... Speed . IR , your glove SPEED . Val . Not mine ; my gloves are on . Speed . Why then this may be yours , for this is but one .. Val . Ha ! let me fee : ay , give it me , it's mine ; Sweet ornament , that decks a thing divine ! Ah Silvia ...
... Speed . IR , your glove SPEED . Val . Not mine ; my gloves are on . Speed . Why then this may be yours , for this is but one .. Val . Ha ! let me fee : ay , give it me , it's mine ; Sweet ornament , that decks a thing divine ! Ah Silvia ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Angelo becauſe brother Caius Caliban Claudio Clown defire Demetrius doft doth Duke Efcal elfe Enter Exeunt Exit eyes faid Fairies fame father fatire feems fenfe fent feven fhall fhew fhould fince firft fleep fome Ford foul fpeak fpirit Friar ftand ftill ftrange fuch fure fweet gentleman give hath hear heart heav'n Hermia Herne the hunter himſelf Hoft honour houfe houſe Ifab iffue Laun lofe Lord Lucio Lyfander Madam mafter marry miftrefs Mira miſtreſs moft muft muſt myfelf Naples paffage pleaſe Poet Pompey pray prefent Profpero Protheus Prov Puck Pyramus Quic reafon Shakespeare Shal ſhall Silvia Sir John Falstaff Slen ſpeak Speed Sycorax tell thee thefe there's theſe thing thofe thou art Thurio Trin uſe Valentine whofe wife woman word worfe
Pasajes populares
Página 28 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have; but nature should bring forth, .Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
Página 86 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
Página 42 - Hence, bashful cunning; And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! I am your wife, if you will marry me ; If not, I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me ; but I'll be your servant Whether you will or no.
Página 63 - And mine shall. Hast thou, which art but air, a touch, a feeling Of their afflictions, and shall not myself One of their kind, that relish all as sharply, Passion as they, be kindlier mov'd than thou art?
Página 95 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Página 96 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell : It fell upon a little western flower, — Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, — And maidens call it love-in-idleness.
Página 150 - If we shadows have offended. Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here, While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend.
Página 35 - Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Página 64 - Some heavenly music, (which even now I do) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.