The Works of Shakespear: The comedy of errors. The winter's tale. The life and death of King John. King Richard IIRobert Martin, 1768 |
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... sweet breath of flattery conquers ftrife . S. Ant . Sweet miftrefs , ( what your name is elfe , I know not ; Nor by what wonder you do hit of mine :) Lefs in your knowledge and your grace you fhow not Than our earth's wonder , more than ...
... sweet breath of flattery conquers ftrife . S. Ant . Sweet miftrefs , ( what your name is elfe , I know not ; Nor by what wonder you do hit of mine :) Lefs in your knowledge and your grace you fhow not Than our earth's wonder , more than ...
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... sweet hope's aim , My fole earth's heaven , and my heaven's claim . Luc . All this my fifter is , or else should be . S. Ant . Call thyself fifter , sweet ; for I mean thee : Thee will I love , and with thee lead my life ; Thou haft no ...
... sweet hope's aim , My fole earth's heaven , and my heaven's claim . Luc . All this my fifter is , or else should be . S. Ant . Call thyself fifter , sweet ; for I mean thee : Thee will I love , and with thee lead my life ; Thou haft no ...
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... Sweet recreation barr'd , what doth enfue , But moody and dull melancholy , [ Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair ? ] And at her heels a huge infectious troop Of pale diftemperatures , and foes to life . In food , in sport , and ...
... Sweet recreation barr'd , what doth enfue , But moody and dull melancholy , [ Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair ? ] And at her heels a huge infectious troop Of pale diftemperatures , and foes to life . In food , in sport , and ...
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... sweet - fac'd youth : Will you walk in to fee their goffiping ? S. Dro . Not I , Sir ; you're my elder . E. Dro . That's a queftion : How fhall I try it ? S. Dro . We'll draw cuts for the fenior : ' Till then , lead thou first . E. Dro ...
... sweet - fac'd youth : Will you walk in to fee their goffiping ? S. Dro . Not I , Sir ; you're my elder . E. Dro . That's a queftion : How fhall I try it ? S. Dro . We'll draw cuts for the fenior : ' Till then , lead thou first . E. Dro ...
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... sweet Lord ? Mam . You'll kifs me hard , and fpeak to me as if I were a baby ftill ; I love you better . 2 Lady . And why fo , my Lord ? Mam . Not for because Your brows are blacker ; ( yet black brows , they say , Becomes fome women ...
... sweet Lord ? Mam . You'll kifs me hard , and fpeak to me as if I were a baby ftill ; I love you better . 2 Lady . And why fo , my Lord ? Mam . Not for because Your brows are blacker ; ( yet black brows , they say , Becomes fome women ...
Términos y frases comunes
againſt anſwer Antigonus Antipholis Aumerle blood Bohemia Boling Bolingbroke breath Camillo cauſe Conft Coufin death doft thou doth Dromio Duke Enter Ev'n Exeunt Exit eyes fair falfe father Faul Faulconbridge fear fhall fhame fhew fhould fifter fince firft fome forrow foul fpeak France ftand ftill ftir ftrong fuch fwear fweet Gaunt grief H SCENE hand hath heart heav'n himſelf honour houſe Hubert huſband itſelf James Gurney John kifs King John lady laft Liege lord mafter Majefty Melun miſtreſs moft moſt muft muſt myſelf noble Northumberland peace Phil pleaſe pray prefent Prince purpoſe Queen reaſon reft Rich ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Shep Sicilia ſpeak ſtay tell thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou art thouſand tongue whofe whoſe wife York yourſelf
Pasajes populares
Página 263 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast?
Página 210 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Página 266 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed, and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home, For Christian service and true chivalry...
Página 292 - To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life Were brass impregnable, and...
Página 119 - This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
Página 317 - 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...
Página 287 - I weep for joy To stand upon my kingdom once again. Dear earth, I do salute thee with my hand, Though rebels wound thee with their horses' hoofs : As a long-parted mother with her child Plays fondly with her tears and smiles in meeting, So, weeping, smiling, greet I thee, my earth, And do thee favour with my royal hands.