The plays and poems of Shakespeare, according to the improved text of E. Malone, with notes and illustr., ed. by A.J. Valpy, Volumul 4 |
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Pagina 12
... 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 , takes great exceptions to your ill hours . Sir To . Why , let her except before ...
... 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 , takes great exceptions to your ill hours . Sir To . Why , let her except before ...
Pagina 22
... death . Clown . I think his soul is in hell , madonna . Oli . I know his soul is in heaven , fool . Clown . The more fool you , madonna , to mourn brother's soul being in heaven . - Take away the fool , gentlemen . your Oli . What think ...
... death . Clown . I think his soul is in hell , madonna . Oli . I know his soul is in heaven , fool . Clown . The more fool you , madonna , to mourn brother's soul being in heaven . - Take away the fool , gentlemen . your Oli . What think ...
Pagina 46
... death , And in sad cypress 5 let me be laid . Fly away , fly away , breath : I am slain by a fair cruel maid . 1 Cheerful . It is plain , simple truth . 5 In a shroud of cypress . [ music . 2 Lace - makers . 4 Ages past . sir . My ...
... death , And in sad cypress 5 let me be laid . Fly away , fly away , breath : I am slain by a fair cruel maid . 1 Cheerful . It is plain , simple truth . 5 In a shroud of cypress . [ music . 2 Lace - makers . 4 Ages past . sir . My ...
Pagina 47
... death no one so true Did share it . ' Not a flower , not a flower sweet , On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend , not a friend greet My poor corpse , where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save ...
... death no one so true Did share it . ' Not a flower , not a flower sweet , On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend , not a friend greet My poor corpse , where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save ...
Pagina 50
... death with melancholy . Sir To . Wouldst thou not be glad to have the niggardly rascally sheep - biter come by some notable shame ? Fab . I would exult , man : you know , he brought me out of favor with my lady about a bear - baiting ...
... death with melancholy . Sir To . Wouldst thou not be glad to have the niggardly rascally sheep - biter come by some notable shame ? Fab . I would exult , man : you know , he brought me out of favor with my lady about a bear - baiting ...
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
Antonio Audrey Beatrice Beau better Borachio brother Celia Clau Clown cousin daughter dear Don John Don Pedro dost thou doth Duke F Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father fellow fool forest forest of Arden fortune Friar gentle gentleman give grace hand hath hear heart Hero hither honor Illyria Jaques lady Leonato live look lord madam Malvolio Maria marry master Master constable mistress never niece night Olivia Orlando Orsino Phebe pr'ythee pray prince Rosalind SCENE Sebastian SHAK signior Benedick sing sir Andrew SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK SIR TOBY BELCH sir Topas soul speak swear sweet tell thank thee there's thing thou art thou hast to-morrow tongue Touch troth TWELFTH NIGHT Viola wilt woman word youth
Pasaje populare
Pagina 277 - twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.
Pagina 281 - And then, the whining school-boy, with his satchel, And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school ; and then, the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woful ballad Made to his mistress...
Pagina 266 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty ; For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility ; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly.
Pagina 288 - Sir, I am a true labourer: I earn that I eat, get that I wear; owe no man hate, envy no man's happiness; glad of other men's good, content with my harm; and the greatest of my pride is to see my ewes graze and my lambs suck.
Pagina 283 - Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! &c.
Pagina 156 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go. And be you blithe and bonny ; ' Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Pagina 47 - 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. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, • On my black coffin let there be strown ; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown : A thousand thousand sighs to save, Lay me, O ! where Sad true lover never find my grave, To weep there.