The Plays of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Old Copies, and by the Recently Discovered Folio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript EmendationsWhittaker and Company, 1853 - 884 páginas |
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... night . Duke . Ay , but the doors be lock'd , and keys kept safe , That no man hath recourse to her by night . Val . What lets , but one may enter at her window ? Duke . Her chamber is aloft , far from the ground , And built so shelving ...
... night . Duke . Ay , but the doors be lock'd , and keys kept safe , That no man hath recourse to her by night . Val . What lets , but one may enter at her window ? Duke . Her chamber is aloft , far from the ground , And built so shelving ...
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... night I swear , I am so far from granting thy request , That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit , And by and by intend to chide myself , Even for this time I spend in talking to thee . Pro . I grant , sweet love , that I did love a ...
... night I swear , I am so far from granting thy request , That I despise thee for thy wrongful suit , And by and by intend to chide myself , Even for this time I spend in talking to thee . Pro . I grant , sweet love , that I did love a ...
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... night , or never . Be you in the Park about midnight , at Herne's oak , and you shall see wonders . Ford . Went you not to her yesterday , sir , as you told me you had appointed ? Fal . I went to her , master Brook , as you see , like a ...
... night , or never . Be you in the Park about midnight , at Herne's oak , and you shall see wonders . Ford . Went you not to her yesterday , sir , as you told me you had appointed ? Fal . I went to her , master Brook , as you see , like a ...
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... night at my house ; where I will desire thee to laugh at my wife , that now laughs at thee . Tell her , master Slender hath married her daughter . Mrs. Page . Doctors doubt that : if Anne Page be my daughter , she is , by this , doctor ...
... night at my house ; where I will desire thee to laugh at my wife , that now laughs at thee . Tell her , master Slender hath married her daughter . Mrs. Page . Doctors doubt that : if Anne Page be my daughter , she is , by this , doctor ...
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... night last gone , in's garden - house , He knew me as a wife . As this is true Let me in safety raise me from my knees , Or else for ever be confixed here , A marble monument . Ang . I did but smile till now : Now , good my lord , give ...
... night last gone , in's garden - house , He knew me as a wife . As this is true Let me in safety raise me from my knees , Or else for ever be confixed here , A marble monument . Ang . I did but smile till now : Now , good my lord , give ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Alençon arms art thou Bardolph bear better Biron blood Boyet brother Claud Claudio cousin crown daughter death doth Duke duke of York Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair Falstaff father fear fool Ford France gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Isab Kath king knave lady Leon Leonato live look lord Lucio madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master master doctor mistress never night noble Northumberland pardon peace Pedro Pist Pompey pr'ythee pray prince Proteus queen Re-enter Reignier RICHARD PLANTAGENET SCENE Shal shame signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK sir John sirrah Somerset soul speak Suffolk swear sweet sword tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt Thurio tongue true unto villain wife wilt word York
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Página 194 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino. These pretty country folks would lie, In spring time, &c.
Página 63 - To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts Imagine howling ! 'tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.