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Página 18
About a schoolmaster for the fair Bianca : Are you a suitor to the maid you talk of ,
yea , or no ? And , by good fortune , I have lighted well Tra . An if I be , sir , is it
any offence ? On this young man ; for learning , and behaviour , Gre .
About a schoolmaster for the fair Bianca : Are you a suitor to the maid you talk of ,
yea , or no ? And , by good fortune , I have lighted well Tra . An if I be , sir , is it
any offence ? On this young man ; for learning , and behaviour , Gre .
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Fair princess , welcome to the court of Ros . The hour that fools should ask .
Navarre . Biron . Now fair befal your mask ! Prin . Fair , I give you back again ; and
welcome Ros . Fair fall the face it covers ! I have not yet : the roof of this court is
too ...
Fair princess , welcome to the court of Ros . The hour that fools should ask .
Navarre . Biron . Now fair befal your mask ! Prin . Fair , I give you back again ; and
welcome Ros . Fair fall the face it covers ! I have not yet : the roof of this court is
too ...
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I thank my beauty , I am fair that shoot , fit . And thereupon thou speak'st the
fairest shoot . Are not you the chief woman ? you are the thickest For . Pardon me
, madam , for I meant not so . here . Prin . What , what ? first praise me , and again
...
I thank my beauty , I am fair that shoot , fit . And thereupon thou speak'st the
fairest shoot . Are not you the chief woman ? you are the thickest For . Pardon me
, madam , for I meant not so . here . Prin . What , what ? first praise me , and again
...
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Fair lord.— fat , fat . Take that for your fair lady . Prin . O , poverty in wit , kingly -
poor flout ! Dum . Please it you , Will they not , think you , hang themselves to -
night , As much in private , and I'll bid adieu . Or ever , but in visors , show their
faces ...
Fair lord.— fat , fat . Take that for your fair lady . Prin . O , poverty in wit , kingly -
poor flout ! Dum . Please it you , Will they not , think you , hang themselves to -
night , As much in private , and I'll bid adieu . Or ever , but in visors , show their
faces ...
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God speed fair Helena ! Whither away ? Hel . Call you me fair ? that fair again
unsay . Demetrius loves your fair : O happy fair ! Your eyes are lode - stars , and
your tongue's sweet air More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear , When wheat
is ...
God speed fair Helena ! Whither away ? Hel . Call you me fair ? that fair again
unsay . Demetrius loves your fair : O happy fair ! Your eyes are lode - stars , and
your tongue's sweet air More tuneable than lark to shepherd's ear , When wheat
is ...
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Términos y frases comunes
answer appears bear Beat beauty better Biron bring brother character comedy comes common copies Count daughter death doth Duke editions Enter Ereunt Erit expression eyes face fair father fear follow fool Ford fortune gentle give grace hand hast hath head hear heart heaven hold honour hope husband I'll Italy John keep kind King lady leave Leon light live look lord madam marry master means mind mistress nature never night once original passage play Poet poor pray present printed probably reason SCENE seems sense serve Shakespeare speak Speed spirit stand stay sweet tell thank thee thing thou thou art thought true truth turn wife woman young youth
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Página 25 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet...
Página 38 - 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 28 - Have waked their sleepers ; oped, and let them forth By my so potent art. But this rough magic I here abjure ; and, when I have requir'd 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.
Página 45 - Will in that station, was the faint, general, and almost lost ideas, he had of having once seen him act a part in one of his own comedies, wherein being to personate a decrepit old man, he wore a long beard, and appeared so weak and drooping and unable to walk, that he was forced to be supported and carried by another person to a table, at which he was seated among some company who were eating, and one of them sung a song.