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Master , young gentleman , I pray you , own flesh and blood . Lord worshipp'd
might which is the way to master Jew's ? he be ! what a beard hast thou got ! thou
hast Laun . Turn up on your right hand , at the got more on thy chin than Dobbin ...
Master , young gentleman , I pray you , own flesh and blood . Lord worshipp'd
might which is the way to master Jew's ? he be ! what a beard hast thou got ! thou
hast Laun . Turn up on your right hand , at the got more on thy chin than Dobbin ...
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as you and all flesh and blood are ; and , indeed , Count . You'll be gone , sir
knave , and do as I I do marry , that I may repent . command you ? Count . Thy
marriage , sooner than thy wicked Clo . That man should be at woman's comness
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as you and all flesh and blood are ; and , indeed , Count . You'll be gone , sir
knave , and do as I I do marry , that I may repent . command you ? Count . Thy
marriage , sooner than thy wicked Clo . That man should be at woman's comness
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All causes shall give way ; I am in blood Thy bones are marrowless , thy blood is
cold ; Stept in so far , that , should I wade no more , Thou hast no speculation in
those eyes , Returning were as tedious as go o'er : Which thou dost glare with !
All causes shall give way ; I am in blood Thy bones are marrowless , thy blood is
cold ; Stept in so far , that , should I wade no more , Thou hast no speculation in
those eyes , Returning were as tedious as go o'er : Which thou dost glare with !
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My lord Chatillon may from England bring Look here upon thy brother Geffrey's
face ; That right in peace , which here we urge in war ; These eyes , these brows ,
were moulded out of And then we shall repent each drop of blood , That hot rash
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My lord Chatillon may from England bring Look here upon thy brother Geffrey's
face ; That right in peace , which here we urge in war ; These eyes , these brows ,
were moulded out of And then we shall repent each drop of blood , That hot rash
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Let not my cold words here accuse my And , consequently , like a traitor coward ,
zeal : Sluic'd out his innocent soul through streains of ' Tis not the trial of a
woman's war , blood : The bitter clamour of two eager tongues , Which blood , like
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Let not my cold words here accuse my And , consequently , like a traitor coward ,
zeal : Sluic'd out his innocent soul through streains of ' Tis not the trial of a
woman's war , blood : The bitter clamour of two eager tongues , Which blood , like
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Página 255 - 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 slipper'd pantaloon, With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose well...
Página 12 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver: there would this monster make a man; any strange beast there makes a man: when they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian. Legged like a man! and his fins like arms! Warm, o
Página 168 - Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Página 88 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there ! Duke.
Página 462 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Plays of Shakspeare, Volumen1 The Plays of Shakspeare, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Hurst, Robinson, and Company, 1819 |
| Procedencia del original | Biblioteca Pública de Nueva York |
| Digitalizado | 30 Dic. 2006 |
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