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Oth . Give me your hand , --This hand is moist , my lady . Des . It yet hath felt no
age , nor known no sorrow . Oth . This argues fruitfulness , and liberal heart.Hot ,
hot , and moist : - This hand of yours requires A sequester from liberty , fasting
and ...
Oth . Give me your hand , --This hand is moist , my lady . Des . It yet hath felt no
age , nor known no sorrow . Oth . This argues fruitfulness , and liberal heart.Hot ,
hot , and moist : - This hand of yours requires A sequester from liberty , fasting
and ...
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sides that he's a fool , he's a great quarreller ; and , but that he hath the gift of a
coward to allay the gust he hath in quarrelling , ' tis thought , among the prudent ,
he would quickly have the gift of a grave , Sir T. By this hand , they are scoundrels
...
sides that he's a fool , he's a great quarreller ; and , but that he hath the gift of a
coward to allay the gust he hath in quarrelling , ' tis thought , among the prudent ,
he would quickly have the gift of a grave , Sir T. By this hand , they are scoundrels
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I pray you , bring your hand to the buttery - bar , and let it drink . Sir A. Wherefore ,
sweetheart ? what's your metaphor ? Maria . It's dry , sir . Sir A. Why , I think so ; I
am not such an ass , but I can keep my hand dry . But what's your jest ? Maria .
I pray you , bring your hand to the buttery - bar , and let it drink . Sir A. Wherefore ,
sweetheart ? what's your metaphor ? Maria . It's dry , sir . Sir A. Why , I think so ; I
am not such an ass , but I can keep my hand dry . But what's your jest ? Maria .
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It did come to his hands , and commands shall be executed . I think , we do know
that sweet Roman hand . Oliv . Wilt thou go to bed , Malvolio ? Mal . To bed ? ay ,
sweet heart ; and I'll come to thee . Oliv . God comfort thee ! Why dost thou smile ...
It did come to his hands , and commands shall be executed . I think , we do know
that sweet Roman hand . Oliv . Wilt thou go to bed , Malvolio ? Mal . To bed ? ay ,
sweet heart ; and I'll come to thee . Oliv . God comfort thee ! Why dost thou smile ...
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You must not now deny it is your hand : Write from it , if you can , in hand or
phrase ; ' Or say , ' tis not your seal , nor your invention . Oliv . Alas , Malvolio , this
is not my writing , Though , I confess , much like the character : But , out of
question ...
You must not now deny it is your hand : Write from it , if you can , in hand or
phrase ; ' Or say , ' tis not your seal , nor your invention . Oliv . Alas , Malvolio , this
is not my writing , Though , I confess , much like the character : But , out of
question ...
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ARIEL bear better Brain bring brother Cash Cassio Clown comes CORIOLANUS dear death Desdemona devil dost Duke Emil Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fear follow fool fortune give gone hand hast hath hear heard heart Heaven hold honour hope hour I'll i'the Iago keep kind Kite lady leave live look lord madam Marcius Maria Marry Master mean mind monster Moor nature never night noble OFFICERS Oliv once peace play poor pray present Rome SCENE servant serve sister soul speak spirit stand Step sure sweet sword tell thee there's thing thou thought told true Viola voices What's wife young
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Página 40 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
Página 18 - My very noble and approv'd good masters,— That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, It is most true; true, I have married her; The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the set phrase of peace; For since these arms of mine had seven years...
Página 42 - hest to say so! Fer. Admir'd Miranda! Indeed the top of admiration ; worth What's dearest to the world ! Full many a lady I have eyed with best regard ; and many a time The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear : for several virtues Have I lik'd several women ; never any With so full soul, but some defect in her Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed, And put it to the foil : but you, 0 you, So perfect and so peerless, are created Of every creature's best.
Página 78 - It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul, — Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars ! — It is the cause...
Página 89 - Of one that loved not wisely but too well ; Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought Perplex'd in the extreme; of one whose hand, Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away Richer than all his tribe; of one whose subdued eyes, Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinal gum.
Página 49 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands ; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed.
Página 83 - Ay, with Cassio. Nay, had she been true, If heaven would make me such another world Of one entire and perfect chrysolite, I'd not have sold her for it.
Página 20 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i' the imminent deadly breach...
Página 86 - This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will
Página 79 - Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.
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| Título | The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Covent Garden, and Haymarket ... Volúmenes1-25 de British theatre Volumen5 de The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Covent Garden, and Haymarket. Printed Under the Authority of the Managers from the Prompt Books, Mrs. Inchbald Volumen5 de The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Covent Garden, and Haymarket, Mrs. Inchbald |
| Autor | Mrs. Inchbald |
| Editor | Mrs. Inchbald |
| Compilado por | Mrs. Inchbald |
| Editor | Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Michigan |
| Digitalizado | 31 Ago. 2007 |
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