The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Tema 5 |
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Exit , weeping , followed by Bianca , and Others . Bap . Go , girl ; I cannot blame
thee now to weep ; For such an injury would vex a saint , Much more a shrew of
thy impatient humour . Enter BIONDELLO . Bion . Master , master ! news , old
news ...
Exit , weeping , followed by Bianca , and Others . Bap . Go , girl ; I cannot blame
thee now to weep ; For such an injury would vex a saint , Much more a shrew of
thy impatient humour . Enter BIONDELLO . Bion . Master , master ! news , old
news ...
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Bion . Why , sir , he comes not . Bap . Didst thou not say , he comes ? Bion . Who
? that Petruchio came ? Bap . Ay , that Petruchio came . Bion . No , sir ; I say , his
horse comes with him on his back . Bap . Why , that's all one . Bion . Nay , by ...
Bion . Why , sir , he comes not . Bap . Didst thou not say , he comes ? Bion . Who
? that Petruchio came ? Bap . Ay , that Petruchio came . Bion . No , sir ; I say , his
horse comes with him on his back . Bap . Why , that's all one . Bion . Nay , by ...
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Dally not with the gods , but get thee gone . Signior Baptista , shall I lead the way
? Welcome ! one mess is like to be your cheer : Come , sir ; we'll better it in Pisa .
Вар . . ( Exeunt Tranio , Pedant , and Baptista . Bion . Cambio . Luc . What say'st ...
Dally not with the gods , but get thee gone . Signior Baptista , shall I lead the way
? Welcome ! one mess is like to be your cheer : Come , sir ; we'll better it in Pisa .
Вар . . ( Exeunt Tranio , Pedant , and Baptista . Bion . Cambio . Luc . What say'st ...
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Bion . Then thus . Baptista is safe , talking with the deceiving father of a deceitful
son . Luc . And what of him ? Bion . His daughter is to be brought by you to the
supper . Luc . And then ?Bion . The old priest at saint Luke's church is at your ...
Bion . Then thus . Baptista is safe , talking with the deceiving father of a deceitful
son . Luc . And what of him ? Bion . His daughter is to be brought by you to the
supper . Luc . And then ?Bion . The old priest at saint Luke's church is at your ...
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Bion . I have seen them in the church together ; God send ' em good shipping ! -
But who is here ? mine old master , Vincentio ? now we are undone and brought
to nothing Vin . Come hither , crack - hemp . [ Seeing Biondello . Bion . I hope I ...
Bion . I have seen them in the church together ; God send ' em good shipping ! -
But who is here ? mine old master , Vincentio ? now we are undone and brought
to nothing Vin . Come hither , crack - hemp . [ Seeing Biondello . Bion . I hope I ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Attendants Baptista bear believe better Bianca Bion blood break bring brother Camillo Clown comes daughter death doth Dromio Duke Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair father fear fellow fire give gone Grumio hand hast hath hear heart hence hold honour Hortensio husband I'll JOHNSON Kath keep king lady leave Leon live look lord Lucentio marry master mean mind mistress nature never officer once Paul Petruchio play poor pray present prince queen rest SCENE seems Servant Shakspeare Shep signior sister speak stand stay STEEVENS sure sweet tell thee there's thing thou thou art thought Tranio true unto villain WARBURTON wife
Pasajes populares
Página 213 - 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 oxlips and The crown-imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one ! O, these I lack, To make you garlands of, and my sweet friend, To strew him o'er and o'er.
Página 147 - We were, fair queen, Two lads that thought there was no more behind, But such a day to-morrow as to-day, And to be boy eternal. HEB. Was not my lord the verier wag o' the two ? POL. We were as twinn'd lambs that did frisk i...