The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Tema 5 |
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Leon . Why , that's some comfort.What ! Camillo there ? Cam . Ay , my good lord .
Leon . Go play , Mamillius ; thou'rt an honest man.[ Erit Mamillius . Camillo , this
great sir will yet stay longer . Cam . You had much ado to make his anchor hold ...
Leon . Why , that's some comfort.What ! Camillo there ? Cam . Ay , my good lord .
Leon . Go play , Mamillius ; thou'rt an honest man.[ Erit Mamillius . Camillo , this
great sir will yet stay longer . Cam . You had much ado to make his anchor hold ...
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Leon . Is whispering nothing ? Is leaning cheek to cheek ? is meeting noses ?
Kissing with inside lip ? stopping the career Of laughter with a sigh : ( a note
infallible Of breaking honesty :) horsing foot on foot ? Skulking in corners ?
wishing ...
Leon . Is whispering nothing ? Is leaning cheek to cheek ? is meeting noses ?
Kissing with inside lip ? stopping the career Of laughter with a sigh : ( a note
infallible Of breaking honesty :) horsing foot on foot ? Skulking in corners ?
wishing ...
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Leon . What , canst not rule her ? Paul . From all dishonesty , he can : in this , (
Unless he take the course that you have done , Commit me , for committing
honour , ) trust it , He shall not rule me . Ant . Lo you now ; you hear ! When she
will take ...
Leon . What , canst not rule her ? Paul . From all dishonesty , he can : in this , (
Unless he take the course that you have done , Commit me , for committing
honour , ) trust it , He shall not rule me . Ant . Lo you now ; you hear ! When she
will take ...
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It is yours ; Leon . A callat , Of boundless tongue ; who late hath beat her husband
, And now baits me ! —That brat is none of mine ; It is the issue of Polixenes :
Hence with it ; and , together with the dam , Commit them to the fire . Paul .
It is yours ; Leon . A callat , Of boundless tongue ; who late hath beat her husband
, And now baits me ! —That brat is none of mine ; It is the issue of Polixenes :
Hence with it ; and , together with the dam , Commit them to the fire . Paul .
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Leon . Hast thou read truth ? Offi . Ay , my lord ; even so As it is here set down .
Leon . There is no truth at all i'the oracle : The sessions shall proceed ; this is
mere falsehood . Enter a Servant , hastily . Ser . My lord the king , the king ! Leon .
Leon . Hast thou read truth ? Offi . Ay , my lord ; even so As it is here set down .
Leon . There is no truth at all i'the oracle : The sessions shall proceed ; this is
mere falsehood . Enter a Servant , hastily . Ser . My lord the king , the king ! Leon .
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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...