The Works of Shakespeare: The Text Regulated by the Recently Discovered Portfolio of 1632, Containing Early Manuscript Emendations ; with a History of the Stage, a Life of the Poet, and an Introduction to Each Play, Volumen3Redfield, 1853 |
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... madam ? How shall I answer you ? Ros . As wit and fortune will . Touch . Or as the destinies decree . Cel . Well said : that was laid on with a trowel . Touch . Nay , if I keep not my rank , - Ros . Thou losest thy old smell . Le Beau ...
... madam ? How shall I answer you ? Ros . As wit and fortune will . Touch . Or as the destinies decree . Cel . Well said : that was laid on with a trowel . Touch . Nay , if I keep not my rank , - Ros . Thou losest thy old smell . Le Beau ...
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... madam . Cel . Alas ! he is too young : yet he looks successfully . Duke F. How now , daughter , and cousin ! are you crept hither to see the wrestling ? Ros . Ay , my liege , so please you give us leave . Duke F. You will take little ...
... madam . Cel . Alas ! he is too young : yet he looks successfully . Duke F. How now , daughter , and cousin ! are you crept hither to see the wrestling ? Ros . Ay , my liege , so please you give us leave . Duke F. You will take little ...
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... madam . Ros . Proceed . Cel . There lay he stretch'd along , like a wounded knight . Ros . Though it be pity to see such a sight , it well becomes the ground . Cel . Cry , holla ! to thy tongue , I pr'ythee ; it curvets unseasonably ...
... madam . Ros . Proceed . Cel . There lay he stretch'd along , like a wounded knight . Ros . Though it be pity to see such a sight , it well becomes the ground . Cel . Cry , holla ! to thy tongue , I pr'ythee ; it curvets unseasonably ...
Página 90
... madam , do him obeisance : Tell him from me , as he will win my love , He bear himself with honourable action , Such as he hath observ'd in noble ladies Unto their lords by them accomplished : Such duty to the drunkard let him do , With ...
... madam , do him obeisance : Tell him from me , as he will win my love , He bear himself with honourable action , Such as he hath observ'd in noble ladies Unto their lords by them accomplished : Such duty to the drunkard let him do , With ...
Página 93
... madam , or Joan madam ? Lord . Madam , and nothing else : so lords call ladies . Sly . Madam wife , they say that I have dream'd , And slept about some fifteen year and more . Page . Ay , and the time seems thirty unto me , Being all ...
... madam , or Joan madam ? Lord . Madam , and nothing else : so lords call ladies . Sly . Madam wife , they say that I have dream'd , And slept about some fifteen year and more . Page . Ay , and the time seems thirty unto me , Being all ...
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ANTIGONUS AUTOLYCUS Baptista BERTRAM better Bian Bianca Bion BIONDELLO Bohemia brother Camillo CLEOMENES Clown Count daughter dost doth Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fool Forest of Arden fortune Gent gentleman George Buc give Gremio hand hath hear heart heaven hither honest honour Hortensio Illyria Kate Kath KATHARINA King knave lady Leon look lord Lucentio madam maid Malvolio marry master mistress never Olivia Orlando Padua Petruchio Polixenes pr'ythee pray Re-enter Rosalind Rousillon SCENE servant Shakespeare Shep Shrew Sicilia signior Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir TOBY Sir TOBY BELCH sirrah speak swear sweet tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou hast Touch Tranio Vincentio what's wife Winter's Tale word youth
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Página 38 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, 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...
Página 26 - 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.
Página 370 - 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...
Página 33 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither ; Here shall he see No enemy, But winter and rough weather.
Página 273 - 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!
Página 39 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh, ho! sing, heigh, ho! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly: Then, heigh ho ! the holly ! This life is most jolly.