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Yes , madam ; Yet I cannot choose but laugh , To think it should leave crying ,
and say - Ay : And yet , I warrant , it had upon its brow A bump as big as a young
cockrel ' s stone ; A parlous knock ; and it cried bitterly . Yea , quoth my husband ...
Yes , madam ; Yet I cannot choose but laugh , To think it should leave crying ,
and say - Ay : And yet , I warrant , it had upon its brow A bump as big as a young
cockrel ' s stone ; A parlous knock ; and it cried bitterly . Yea , quoth my husband ...
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This night you shall behold him at our feast : Read o ' er the volume of young
Paris ' face , And find delight writ there with beauty ' s pen ; Examine every
married lineament , And see how one another lends content ; And what obscur ' d
in this ...
This night you shall behold him at our feast : Read o ' er the volume of young
Paris ' face , And find delight writ there with beauty ' s pen ; Examine every
married lineament , And see how one another lends content ; And what obscur ' d
in this ...
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Is Rosaline , whom thou didst love so dear , So soon forsaken ? young men ' s
love then lies Not truly in their hearts , but in their eyes . Jesu Maria ! what a deal
of brine Hath wash ' d thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline ! How much salt water ...
Is Rosaline , whom thou didst love so dear , So soon forsaken ? young men ' s
love then lies Not truly in their hearts , but in their eyes . Jesu Maria ! what a deal
of brine Hath wash ' d thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline ! How much salt water ...
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Gentlemen , can any of you tell me where I may find the young Romeo ? Rom . I
can tell you ; but young Romeo will be older when you have found him , than he
was when you sought him : I am the youngest of that name , for ' fault of a worse .
Gentlemen , can any of you tell me where I may find the young Romeo ? Rom . I
can tell you ; but young Romeo will be older when you have found him , than he
was when you sought him : I am the youngest of that name , for ' fault of a worse .
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Nurse . Now , afore God , I am so vexed , that every part about me quivers .
Scurvy knave ! - Pray you , sir , a word : and as I told you , my young lady bade
me inquire you out ; what she bade me say , I will keep to myself : but first let me
tell ye ...
Nurse . Now , afore God , I am so vexed , that every part about me quivers .
Scurvy knave ! - Pray you , sir , a word : and as I told you , my young lady bade
me inquire you out ; what she bade me say , I will keep to myself : but first let me
tell ye ...
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Página 277 - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
Página 108 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Página 335 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Página 259 - To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life...
Página 224 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres ; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine...
Página 223 - So, oft it chances in particular men, That for some vicious mole of nature in them, As, in their birth, — wherein they are not guilty, Since nature cannot choose his origin, — By the o'ergrowth of some complexion, Oft breaking down the pales and forts of reason, Or by some habit that too much o'er-leavens The form of plausive manners, that these men, — Carrying, I say, the stamp of one defect, Being nature's livery, or fortune's star, — Their virtues else — be they as pure as grace, As...
Página 264 - Speak the speech I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue; but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus: but use all gently: for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I may say) whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, that may give it smoothness.
Página 265 - ... accent of Christians nor the gait of Christian, pagan, nor man, have so strutted and bellowed, that I have thought some of nature's journeymen had made men, and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
Página 298 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more! Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and godlike reason To fust in us unus'd. Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on th' event— A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward— I do not know Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do,' Sith I have cause,...
Página 264 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, Volumen6 The Plays of Shakspeare: Printed from the Text of Samuel Johnson, George Steevens, and Isaac Reed, William Shakespeare |
| Autor | William Shakespeare |
| Editor | Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1807 |
| Procedencia del original | Biblioteca Pública de Nueva York |
| Digitalizado | 27 Dic. 2006 |
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