The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumen5Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
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... heard me sever'd from my bliss ; That by misfortunes was my life prolong'd , To tell sad stories of my own mishaps . Duke . And , for the sake of them thou sorrowest for , Do me the favour to dilate at full What hath befallen of them ...
... heard me sever'd from my bliss ; That by misfortunes was my life prolong'd , To tell sad stories of my own mishaps . Duke . And , for the sake of them thou sorrowest for , Do me the favour to dilate at full What hath befallen of them ...
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... heard men say , That time comes stealing on by night and day ? If he be in debt , and theft , and a sergeant in the way , Hath he not reason to turn back an hour in a day ? Enter LUCIANA . Adr . Go , Dromio ; there's 46 ACT IV . COMEDY ...
... heard men say , That time comes stealing on by night and day ? If he be in debt , and theft , and a sergeant in the way , Hath he not reason to turn back an hour in a day ? Enter LUCIANA . Adr . Go , Dromio ; there's 46 ACT IV . COMEDY ...
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... heard me to deny it , or forswear it ? Mer . These ears of mine , thou knowest , did hear thee : Fye on thee , wretch ! ' tis pity , that thou liv'st To walk where any honest men resort . Ant . S. Thou art a villain , to impeach me thus ...
... heard me to deny it , or forswear it ? Mer . These ears of mine , thou knowest , did hear thee : Fye on thee , wretch ! ' tis pity , that thou liv'st To walk where any honest men resort . Ant . S. Thou art a villain , to impeach me thus ...
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... Heard you confess you had the chain of him , After you first foreswore it on the mart . And , thereupon , I drew my sword on you ; And then you fled into this abbey here , From whence , I think , you are come by miracle . Ant . E. I ...
... Heard you confess you had the chain of him , After you first foreswore it on the mart . And , thereupon , I drew my sword on you ; And then you fled into this abbey here , From whence , I think , you are come by miracle . Ant . E. I ...
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... Heard you confess you had the chain of him , After you first foreswore it on the mart . And , thereupon , I drew my sword on you ; And then you fled into this abbey here , From whence , I think , you are come by miracle . Ant . E. I ...
... Heard you confess you had the chain of him , After you first foreswore it on the mart . And , thereupon , I drew my sword on you ; And then you fled into this abbey here , From whence , I think , you are come by miracle . Ant . E. I ...
Términos y frases comunes
ANTIPHOLUS Aquitain ARMADO Baptista Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO Biron Boyet chain comes Cost COSTARD Curt daughter dost thou doth Dromio ducats Duke Dull Dumain Enter Ephesus Exeunt Exit eyes face fair father fool forsworn gentle gentleman give grace Grumio hand hath hear heart hither horse Hortensio husband Kate Kath KATHARINA King knock l'envoy lady Long Longaville look lord Lucentio madam Marry master merry mistress Moth Nath Navarre ne'er never oath Padua Petruchio Pisa Pompey pray Prin princess quoth Rosaline SCENE Servant shrew signior Gremio Sirrah sister speak stay sweet Syracusan Syracuse tell thee There's thine thou art thou hast to-day tongue Tranio unto villain Vincentio wench What's wife wilt withal woman word
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Página 262 - When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Página 260 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it...
Página 209 - Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book ; he hath not eat paper, as it were ; he hath not drunk ink : his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts...
Página 261 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Página 160 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband...