Sketch of the life of Shakespeare. Tempest. Two Gentlemen of Verona. Merry Wives of Windsor. Twelfth Night. Measure for Measure. Much Ado about Nothing. Midsummer Night's Dream. Love's Labour's Lost. Merchant of Venice. As You Like It. All's Well That Ends Well. Taming of the Shrew. Winter's Tale. Comedy of Errors. Macbeth. King John. King Richard II. King Henry IV, pts. 1-2. King Henry V |
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Página 72
... Malvolio , steward to Olivia . Fabian , servants to Olivia . Clown , S Lords , priests , sailors , officers , musicians , and other attendants . Scene , a city in Illyria ; and the sea - coast near it . ACT I. SCENE I - An apartment in ...
... Malvolio , steward to Olivia . Fabian , servants to Olivia . Clown , S Lords , priests , sailors , officers , musicians , and other attendants . Scene , a city in Illyria ; and the sea - coast near it . ACT I. SCENE I - An apartment in ...
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... Malvolio ; if it be a suit from the count , I am sick , or not at home ; what you will , to dismiss it . [ Exit Malvolio . ] Now you see , sir , how your fool- ing grows old , and people dislike it . Clo . Thou hast spoke for us ...
... Malvolio ; if it be a suit from the count , I am sick , or not at home ; what you will , to dismiss it . [ Exit Malvolio . ] Now you see , sir , how your fool- ing grows old , and people dislike it . Clo . Thou hast spoke for us ...
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... Malvolio ! - Mal . Re - enter Malvolio . Here , madam , at your service . Oli . Run after that same peevish messenger , The county's man : he left this ring behind him , Would I , or not : tell him , I'll none of it . Desire him not to ...
... Malvolio ! - Mal . Re - enter Malvolio . Here , madam , at your service . Oli . Run after that same peevish messenger , The county's man : he left this ring behind him , Would I , or not : tell him , I'll none of it . Desire him not to ...
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... Malvolio's a Peg - a - Ramsey , and Three merry men breast . I had rather than forty shillings I had such we be . Am not I consanguineous ? am I not of her a leg ; and so sweet a breath to sing , as the fool blood ? Tilly - valley ...
... Malvolio's a Peg - a - Ramsey , and Three merry men breast . I had rather than forty shillings I had such we be . Am not I consanguineous ? am I not of her a leg ; and so sweet a breath to sing , as the fool blood ? Tilly - valley ...
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... Malvolio . [ Exit Maria . Maria Mal . ' Tis but fortune ; all is fortune . once told me , she did affect me : and I have heard herself come thus near , that , should she fancy , it should be one of my complexion . Besides , she uses me ...
... Malvolio . [ Exit Maria . Maria Mal . ' Tis but fortune ; all is fortune . once told me , she did affect me : and I have heard herself come thus near , that , should she fancy , it should be one of my complexion . Besides , she uses me ...
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Página 322 - tis done, then 'twere well It were done quickly : if the assassination Could trammel up the consequence, and catch, With his surcease, success ; that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, — We'd jump the life to come.
Página 366 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast? Or wallow naked in December snow By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?
Página 423 - How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep ! — O Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down...
Página 201 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Página 201 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not mov'd with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus : Let no such man be trusted.
Página 373 - All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be...
Página 209 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Página 19 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
Página 251 - I cannot reconcile my heart to Bertram ; a man noble without generosity, and young without truth ; who marries Helen as a coward, and leaves her as a profligate . when she is dead by his unkindness, sneaks home to a second marriage, is accused by a woman whom he has wronged, defends himself by falsehood, and is dismissed to happiness.
Página 457 - Tomorrow is Saint Crispian " : Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say " These wounds I had on Crispin's day." Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot, But he'll remember with advantages What feats he did that day: then shall our names, Familiar in...