Midsummer-night's dream. Love's labor's lost. Merchant of Venice. As you like it. All's well that ends well. Taming of the shrewHilliard, Gray,, 1836 |
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Pàgina 9
... poor fancy's followers . Lys . A good persuasion ; therefore , hear me , Her- mia . I have a widow aunt , a dowager Of great revénue , and she hath no child . From Athens is her house remote seven leagues ; 1 Bestow , or , according to ...
... poor fancy's followers . Lys . A good persuasion ; therefore , hear me , Her- mia . I have a widow aunt , a dowager Of great revénue , and she hath no child . From Athens is her house remote seven leagues ; 1 Bestow , or , according to ...
Pàgina 40
... poor maid's eyes , With your derision ! None of noble sort- Would so offend a virgin , and extort A poor soul's patience , all to make you sport . Lys . You are unkind , Demetrius ; be not so ; For you love Hermia . This , you know , I ...
... poor maid's eyes , With your derision ! None of noble sort- Would so offend a virgin , and extort A poor soul's patience , all to make you sport . Lys . You are unkind , Demetrius ; be not so ; For you love Hermia . This , you know , I ...
Pàgina 42
... poor friend ? It is not friendly , ' tis not maidenly . Our sex , as well as I , may chide you for it ; Though I alone do feel the injury . Her . I am amazed at your passionate words . I scorn you not ; it seems that you scorn me . Hel ...
... poor friend ? It is not friendly , ' tis not maidenly . Our sex , as well as I , may chide you for it ; Though I alone do feel the injury . Her . I am amazed at your passionate words . I scorn you not ; it seems that you scorn me . Hel ...
Pàgina 49
... poor company detest.- 1 This exclamation would have been uttered with more propriety by Puck , if he were not now playing an assumed character , which he seems to forget . In the old song printed by Percy , in which all his gambols are ...
... poor company detest.- 1 This exclamation would have been uttered with more propriety by Puck , if he were not now playing an assumed character , which he seems to forget . In the old song printed by Percy , in which all his gambols are ...
Pàgina 50
... poor females mad . Enter HERMIA . Her . Never so weary , never so in woe , Bedabbled with the dew , and torn with briers , I can no farther crawl , no farther go ; My legs can keep no pace with my desires . Here will I rest me , till ...
... poor females mad . Enter HERMIA . Her . Never so weary , never so in woe , Bedabbled with the dew , and torn with briers , I can no farther crawl , no farther go ; My legs can keep no pace with my desires . Here will I rest me , till ...
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: Midsummer night's dream. Love's ... William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1850 |
The Dramatic Works of William Shakspeare: Midsummer night's dream. Love's ... William Shakespeare Visualització completa - 1850 |
Frases i termes més freqüents
Antonio art thou Baptista Bass Bassanio BERTRAM better Bianca Bion BIONDELLO Biron Boyet comes Costard Count daughter dear Demetrius doth ducats Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair father fear fool fortune friends gentle give grace Gremio hath hear heart Heaven Helena Hermia Hippolyta honor Hortensio Kate Kath KATHARINA King knave lady Laun Launcelot look lord lovers Lucentio Lysander madam maid marry master means mistress Moth Nerissa never night oath Oberon old copy reads Orlando Padua Petruchio PHILOSTRATE play Pompey pray Puck Pyramus ring Rosalind Rousillon Salan SCENE seignior Shakspeare Shylock speak swear sweet tell thee Theseus thine thing thou art thou hast Titania tongue Touch Tranio true unto Venice wife word young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 20 - 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.
Pàgina 208 - Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
Pàgina 183 - Shylock, we would have moneys :' you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say, ' Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?
Pàgina 57 - I had. The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Pàgina 165 - Tu-whit, tu-who ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. 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...
Pàgina 291 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then, the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut, Full of wise saws and modern instances. And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts Into the lean and...
Pàgina 275 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Pàgina 129 - Scarce show a harvest of their heavy toil : But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain ; But, -with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.