The Plays and Poems of William Shakespeare: Printed from the Text of J. Payne Collier, with the Life and Portrait of the Poet, Volumen2Tauchnitz, 1843 |
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... hast faced many things . Tai . I have . Gru . Face not me : thou hast braved many men ; brave not me : I will neither be faced nor braved . I say unto thee , I bid thy master cut out the gown ; but I did not bid him cut it to pieces ...
... hast faced many things . Tai . I have . Gru . Face not me : thou hast braved many men ; brave not me : I will neither be faced nor braved . I say unto thee , I bid thy master cut out the gown ; but I did not bid him cut it to pieces ...
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... hast thou done thy errand to Baptista ? Bion . I told him , that your father was at Venice , And that you look'd for him this day in Padua . Tra . Thou ' rt a tall fellow : hold thee that to drink . Here comes Baptista . Set your ...
... hast thou done thy errand to Baptista ? Bion . I told him , that your father was at Venice , And that you look'd for him this day in Padua . Tra . Thou ' rt a tall fellow : hold thee that to drink . Here comes Baptista . Set your ...
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... Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman ? Such war of white and red within her cheeks ! What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty , As those two eyes become that heavenly face ? Fair lovely maid , once more good day to thee . Sweet ...
... Hast thou beheld a fresher gentlewoman ? Such war of white and red within her cheeks ! What stars do spangle heaven with such beauty , As those two eyes become that heavenly face ? Fair lovely maid , once more good day to thee . Sweet ...
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... my widow ; and if she be froward , Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward . [ Exeunt PETRUCHIO , KATHARINA , and VINCENTIO . [ Exit , Padua . ACT V. SCENE I. Before LUCENTIO's House . 67 TAMING OF THE SHREW . 67.
... my widow ; and if she be froward , Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward . [ Exeunt PETRUCHIO , KATHARINA , and VINCENTIO . [ Exit , Padua . ACT V. SCENE I. Before LUCENTIO's House . 67 TAMING OF THE SHREW . 67.
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... . Pardon , sweet father . Vin . [ Kneeling . Lives my sweet son ? [ BIONDELLO , TRANIO , and Pedant run out . Bian . Pardon , dear father . [ Kneeling . Bap . How hast thou offended ? - Where is 70 70 TAMING OF THE SHREW .
... . Pardon , sweet father . Vin . [ Kneeling . Lives my sweet son ? [ BIONDELLO , TRANIO , and Pedant run out . Bian . Pardon , dear father . [ Kneeling . Bap . How hast thou offended ? - Where is 70 70 TAMING OF THE SHREW .
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Términos y frases comunes
art thou Aumerle Baptista Bast Bianca Bion BIONDELLO Bishop of Carlisle blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath Camillo Count daughter dear death doth Duke duke of Hereford Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith Farewell father Faulconbridge fear fool France friends Gaunt Gent gentleman give Gremio grief hand hath hear heart heaven hither honour Hortensio Illyria John Kate Kath KATHARINA king knave lady Leon liege look lord Lucentio Madam maid majesty Malvolio marry master mistress never noble Northumberland Padua pardon peace Petruchio pr'ythee pray prince queen Re-enter Rich Rousillon SCENE Servant Shep Sicilia signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir Toby Sir TOBY BELCH Sirrah soul speak swear sweet tell thee There's thine thou art thou hast tongue Tranio wife
Pasajes populares
Página 476 - Richard : no man cried , God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home; But dust was thrown upon his sacred head , Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, That had not God , for some strong purpose , steel'd The hearts of men , they must perforce have melted , And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Página 288 - But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race: this is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Página 190 - A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed ? We men may say more, swear more ; but indeed Our shows are more than will, for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love. Duke. But died thy sister of her love, my boy ? Vio.
Página 137 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipped them not, and our crimes would despair, if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Página 457 - My figur'd goblets for a dish of wood, My sceptre for a palmer's walking-staff, My subjects for a pair of carved saints, And my large kingdom for a little grave, A little little grave, an obscure grave : Or I'll be buried in the king's highway, Some way of common trade, where subjects...
Página 289 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids ; bold...