The Plays of Shakespeare, Volumen3Doubleday & McClure Company, 1897 |
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... Sir Toby Belch , has quartered him- self upon his young niece , and has invited to share his corner in the great house a rich dull - witted knight , Sir Andrew Aguecheek , whom he brings in as his niece's wooer , and so means to gull ...
... Sir Toby Belch , has quartered him- self upon his young niece , and has invited to share his corner in the great house a rich dull - witted knight , Sir Andrew Aguecheek , whom he brings in as his niece's wooer , and so means to gull ...
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... Sir Toby Belch with Sir Andrew Aguecheek , and Maria humouring Sir Toby . Then the three months pass , and we find Viola , as the boy Cesario , high in Orsino's confidence , employed by him as ambassador of love to Olivia . And she is ...
... Sir Toby Belch with Sir Andrew Aguecheek , and Maria humouring Sir Toby . Then the three months pass , and we find Viola , as the boy Cesario , high in Orsino's confidence , employed by him as ambassador of love to Olivia . And she is ...
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... Sir TOBY BELCH and MARIA . Sir To . What a plague means my niece , to take the death of her brother thus ? I am sure care's an enemy to life . Mar. By my troth , Sir Toby , you must come in earlier o ' nights : your cousin , my lady ...
... Sir TOBY BELCH and MARIA . Sir To . What a plague means my niece , to take the death of her brother thus ? I am sure care's an enemy to life . Mar. By my troth , Sir Toby , you must come in earlier o ' nights : your cousin , my lady ...
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... Sir To . With drinking healths to my niece . I'll drink to her as long as there is a passage in my throat , and ... Toby Belch , how now , Sir Toby Belch ? Sir To . Sweet Sir Andrew ! Sir And . Bless you , fair shrew . Mar. And you too ...
... Sir To . With drinking healths to my niece . I'll drink to her as long as there is a passage in my throat , and ... Toby Belch , how now , Sir Toby Belch ? Sir To . Sweet Sir Andrew ! Sir And . Bless you , fair shrew . Mar. And you too ...
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... Sir Toby , madam , your kinsman . Oli . Fetch him off , I pray you ; he ... sir , how your fooling grows old , and people dislike it . Clo . Thou hast spoke for us , madonna ... BELCH . Oli . By mine honour Scene 5. ] 53 TWELFTH - NIGHT .
... Sir Toby , madam , your kinsman . Oli . Fetch him off , I pray you ; he ... sir , how your fooling grows old , and people dislike it . Clo . Thou hast spoke for us , madonna ... BELCH . Oli . By mine honour Scene 5. ] 53 TWELFTH - NIGHT .
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Términos y frases comunes
Antigonus Apolonius AUTOLYCUS beauty began Bellaria better beyng Bohemia brother Camillo Capnio Cesario child CLEOMENES Clown daughter death Delphos desire Dorastus Duke Egistus Enter Exeunt Exit eyes FABIAN father Fawnia fear FLORIZEL fool fortune Franion gentleman give hand hath haue hear heard heart heavens Hermione honour Illyria Iulina king lady Lelia Leon Leontes look lord madam Malvolio MARIA married matter mind mistress never noble Olivia oracle Orsino Pandosto Paul Paulina Perdita play Polixenes poor Porrus pray prince queen Re-enter SCENE Sebastian servant Shakespeare Shep shepherd Sicilia Silla Siluio Sir Andrew Sir ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir TOBY BELCH Sir Topas sorrow speak swear sweet tale tell thee there's thou art thou hast thought Twelfth Night tyme Viola vnto wife Winter's Tale young
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Página 89 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing!
Página 77 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night :— Mark it, Cesario ; it is old and plain : The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids, that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chaunt it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Página 78 - 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.
Página 101 - A wave o' th' sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, And own no other function : Each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
Página 80 - We men may say more, swear more: but indeed Our shows are more than will; for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love.
Página 115 - I was not much afeard ; for once or twice I was about to speak and tell him plainly, The selfsame sun that shines upon his court Hides not his visage from our cottage but Looks on alike.
Página 7 - At our feast, wee had a play called Twelve Night, or What You Will. Much like the Comedy of Errors, or Menechmi in Plautus; but most like and neere to that in Italian called Inganni.
Página 152 - Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate, For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came, alas ! to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day.