The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Tema 5 |
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Tranio , since - for the great desire I had To see fair Padua , nursery of arts , — I
am arriv'd for fruitful Lombardy , The pleasant garden of great Italy ; And , by my
father's love and leave , am arm'd With his good will , and thy good company ...
Tranio , since - for the great desire I had To see fair Padua , nursery of arts , — I
am arriv'd for fruitful Lombardy , The pleasant garden of great Italy ; And , by my
father's love and leave , am arm'd With his good will , and thy good company ...
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... take such hold ? Luc . 0 , Tranio , till I found it to be true , I never thought it
possible , or likely ; But see ! while idly I stood looking on , I found the effect of
love in idleness : And now in plainness do confess to thee , That art to me as
secret ...
... take such hold ? Luc . 0 , Tranio , till I found it to be true , I never thought it
possible , or likely ; But see ! while idly I stood looking on , I found the effect of
love in idleness : And now in plainness do confess to thee , That art to me as
secret ...
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Tranio , I saw her coral lips to move , And with her breath she did perfume the air ;
Sacred , and sweet , was all I saw in her . Tra . Nay , then , ' tis time to stir him
from his trance . I pray , awake , sir ; If you love the maid , Bend thoughts and wits
...
Tranio , I saw her coral lips to move , And with her breath she did perfume the air ;
Sacred , and sweet , was all I saw in her . Tra . Nay , then , ' tis time to stir him
from his trance . I pray , awake , sir ; If you love the maid , Bend thoughts and wits
...
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Tranio , be so , because Lucentio loves : And let me be a slave , to achieve that
maid Whose sudden sight hath thrall'd eye . my wounded Enter BiondELLO .
Here comes the rogue . - Sirrah , where have you been ? Bion . Where have I
been ?
Tranio , be so , because Lucentio loves : And let me be a slave , to achieve that
maid Whose sudden sight hath thrall'd eye . my wounded Enter BiondELLO .
Here comes the rogue . - Sirrah , where have you been ? Bion . Where have I
been ?
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Tranio , you jest ; But have you both forsworn me ? Tra . Mistress , we have . Luc .
Then we are rid of Licio . Tra . I faith , he'll have a lusty widow now , That shall be
woo'd and wedded in a day . Bian . God give him joy ! Tra . Ay , and he'll tame ...
Tranio , you jest ; But have you both forsworn me ? Tra . Mistress , we have . Luc .
Then we are rid of Licio . Tra . I faith , he'll have a lusty widow now , That shall be
woo'd and wedded in a day . Bian . God give him joy ! Tra . Ay , and he'll tame ...
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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
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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...