The Plays of William Shakespeare: With Notes of Various Commentators, Tema 5 |
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Am I a lord ? and have I such a lady ? Or do I dream ? or have I dream'd till now ?
I do not sleep : I see , I hear , I speak ; I smell sweet savours , and I feel soft things
:Upon my life , I am a lord , indeed ; And not a tinker , nor Christophero Sly.
Am I a lord ? and have I such a lady ? Or do I dream ? or have I dream'd till now ?
I do not sleep : I see , I hear , I speak ; I smell sweet savours , and I feel soft things
:Upon my life , I am a lord , indeed ; And not a tinker , nor Christophero Sly.
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When at Bohemia You take my lord , I'll give him my commission , To let him there
a month , behind the gest * Prefix'd for his parting : yet , good - deed , Leontes , I
love thee not a jar o'the clock behind What lady she her lord . — You'll stay ?
When at Bohemia You take my lord , I'll give him my commission , To let him there
a month , behind the gest * Prefix'd for his parting : yet , good - deed , Leontes , I
love thee not a jar o'the clock behind What lady she her lord . — You'll stay ?
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1 Lady . Come , my gracious lord . Shall I be your play - fellow ? Mam . No , I'll
none of you . 1 Lady . Why , my sweet lord ? Mam . You'll kiss me hard : and
speak to me as if I were a baby still .-- I love you better . 2 Lady . And why so , my
good ...
1 Lady . Come , my gracious lord . Shall I be your play - fellow ? Mam . No , I'll
none of you . 1 Lady . Why , my sweet lord ? Mam . You'll kiss me hard : and
speak to me as if I were a baby still .-- I love you better . 2 Lady . And why so , my
good ...
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Nay , that's a mock : I have seen a lady's nose Hark ye : That has been blue , but
not her eye - brows . 2 Lady . The queen , your mother , rounds apace : we shall
Present our services to a fine new prince , One of these days ; and then you'd ...
Nay , that's a mock : I have seen a lady's nose Hark ye : That has been blue , but
not her eye - brows . 2 Lady . The queen , your mother , rounds apace : we shall
Present our services to a fine new prince , One of these days ; and then you'd ...
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Good lady ! No court in Europe is too good for thee , What dost thou then in
prison ? Now , good sir , Re - enter Attendant , with the Keeper . You know me ,
do you not ? Keep . For a worthy lady , And one whom much I honour . Paul .
Pray you ...
Good lady ! No court in Europe is too good for thee , What dost thou then in
prison ? Now , good sir , Re - enter Attendant , with the Keeper . You know me ,
do you not ? Keep . For a worthy lady , And one whom much I honour . Paul .
Pray you ...
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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...