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804

sept 2022

804

Lanzado sept 2022

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CTBCArtsFestival

804

sept 2022

804

Lanzado sept 2022

Precio suelo

—

1d suelo %—

Oferta Top

—

Volumen 24h

0,00

POL

Volumen total

0,00

POL

anunciado

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Propietarios (únicos)

773

(

96,1 %

)

CTBCArtsFestival
CTBCArtsFestival

804

sept 2022

804

Lanzado sept 2022

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784

116

760

237

A Midsummer Night's Dream

724

625

643

486

204

264

226

The Merchant of Venice

446

712

589

756

250

700

423

378

350

162

738

620

109

Measure For Measure

480

781

353

213

Troilus and Cressida

344

650

685

Antony And Cleopatra

341

356

125

192

775

380

675

285

444

694

785

758

476

118

574

327

720

313

127

126

236

Romeo and Juliet

296

671

138

185

Tragicomedy Plays

540

442

121

Tragicomedy Plays

The Winter's Tale

564

... and yet, to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days.

577

A falcon, towering in her pride of place/ Was by a mousing owl hawked at and killed.

691

A plague of opinion! A man may wear it on both sides, like a leather jerkin.

228

A plague o’ both your houses!

411

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet

599

A sad tale’s best for winter. I have one / Of sprites and goblins.

253

A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March.

528

A trade, sir, that I hope I may use with a safe conscience, which is, indeed, sir, a mender of bad soles.

437

After life’s fitful fever he sleeps well.

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety.

Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio—a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy.

690

All are punished.

415

All gold and silver rather turn to dirt.

713

All houses in the suburbs of Vienna must be plucked down.

185

Ambitions, covetings, change of prides, disdain, Nice longing, slanders, mutability, All faults that may be named, nay, that hell knows, Why, hers, in

235

And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.

574

266

463

553

And his unkindness may defeat my life, But never taint my love.

250

And she again wants nothing, to name want, If want it be not that she is not he.

704

And sleep, that sometime shuts up sorrow’s eye, Steal me a while from mine own company.

214

And tell me, in the modesty of honor / Why you have given me such clear lights of favor.

728

And then to have the humor of state; and after a demure travel of regard, telling them I know my.

479

And thereby hangs a tale.

124

661

357

548

And worse I may be yet: the worst is not so long as we can say 'This is the worst.

782

And you shall see in him The triple pillar of the world transformed Into a strumpet’s fool.

379

And, till she come, as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair

593

Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace,. Yet grace must still look so.

636

Antony Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see. Some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness. I' th' posture of a whore.

550

Apollos angry; and the heavens themselves. Do strike at my injustice.

517

Are you sure That we are awake? It seems to me That yet we sleep, we dream.

740

As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods. They kill us for their sport.

114

As he was valiant, I honor him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him.

758

Be bloody, bold, and resolute. Laugh to scorn the power of man, for none of woman born shall harm Macbeth.

756

Be great in act, as you have been in thought.

431

Be you content, fair maid. It is the law, not I, condemn your brother. Were he my kinsman, brother, or my son, It should be thus with him. He must die

155

Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.

607

Beshrew me, if I would do such a wrong. For the whole world.

631

Besides, you waste the treasure of your time with a foolish knight.

221

Beware the ides of March.

701

Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! Rage! Blow! You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout Till you have drenched our steeples, drowned the cocks!

525

Both merits poised, each weighs nor less nor more; But he as he, the heavier for a whore.

394

Brevity is the soul of wit.

118

787

642

But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve for daws to peck at: I am not what I am.

389

But jealous souls will not be assured so; They are not ever jealous for the cause, But jealous for they are jealous; 'tis a monster Begot upon itself,

542

314

646

368

But partly led to diet my revenge for that I do suspect the lusty Moor hath leaped into my seat.

616

But, for mine own part, it was Greek to me.

But, soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.

Celerity is never more admired than by the negligent.

792

Come what come may, time and the hour run through the roughest day.

738

Condemn the fault and not the actor of it?

410

560

610

467

Conscience doth make cowards of us all.

470

Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once.

500

Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war.

236

Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night.

710

439

179

790

Do you not know I am a woman? When I think, I must speak.

435

Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

650

Egypt, thou knew’st too well. My heart was to thy rudder tied by th’strings. And thou shouldst tow me after.

720

Emilia, come.—Be as your fancies teach you. Whate'er you be, I am obedient.

584

451

144

158

Eternity was in our lips and in our eyes.

753

Every jack-slave hath his bellyfull of fighting.

484

Exit, pursued by a bear.

434

Fair is foul, and foul is fair.

570

Fair youth, I would I could make thee believe I love.

248

475

665

697

False face must hide what the false heart doth know.

773

377

429

595

Farewell, bastard.

423

For God’s sake, let us sit upon the ground. And tell sad stories of the death of kings.

313

For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.

440

For new-made honor doth forget men's names.

262

501

508

308

For she had eyes and chose me.

791

For you, in my respect, are all the world. Then how can it be said I am alone. When all the world is here to look on me?

562

Forever and a day.

769

Forget, forgive, conclude and be agreed: Our doctors say this is no time to bleed.

751

269

290

Four days will quickly steep themselves in nights; Four nights will quickly dream away the time.

565

634

547

Frailty, thy name is woman!

359

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.

771

From tyrant duke unto a tyrant brother

750

Gilded tombs do worms enfold. Had you been as wise as bold, Young in limbs, in judgment old, Your answer had not been inscrolled.

Give me my robe. Put on my crown. I have Immortal longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt’s grape shall moist this lip.

Go thou and fill another room in hell.

712

592

449

552

Go, hang yourselves all! You are idle shallow things: I am not of your element: you shall know more hereafter.

549

God hath given you one face, and you make yourself another.

699

God made him and therefore let him pass for a man. In truth, I know it is a sin to be a mocker, but he!—why, he hath a horse better than the Neapolita

166

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

115

Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice.

784

116

760

237

A Midsummer Night's Dream

724

625

643

486

204

264

226

The Merchant of Venice

446

712

589

756

250

700

423

378

350

162

738

620

109

Measure For Measure

480

781

353

213

Troilus and Cressida

344

650

685

Antony And Cleopatra

341

356

125

192

775

380

675

285

444

694

785

758

476

118

574

327

720

313

127

126

236

Romeo and Juliet

296

671

138

185

Tragicomedy Plays

540

442

121

Tragicomedy Plays

The Winter's Tale

564

... and yet, to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days.

577

A falcon, towering in her pride of place/ Was by a mousing owl hawked at and killed.

691

A plague of opinion! A man may wear it on both sides, like a leather jerkin.

228

A plague o’ both your houses!

411

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet

599

A sad tale’s best for winter. I have one / Of sprites and goblins.

253

A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March.

528

A trade, sir, that I hope I may use with a safe conscience, which is, indeed, sir, a mender of bad soles.

437

After life’s fitful fever he sleeps well.

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety.

Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio—a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy.

690

All are punished.

415

All gold and silver rather turn to dirt.

713

All houses in the suburbs of Vienna must be plucked down.

185

Ambitions, covetings, change of prides, disdain, Nice longing, slanders, mutability, All faults that may be named, nay, that hell knows, Why, hers, in

235

And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.

574

266

463

553

And his unkindness may defeat my life, But never taint my love.

250

And she again wants nothing, to name want, If want it be not that she is not he.

704

And sleep, that sometime shuts up sorrow’s eye, Steal me a while from mine own company.

214

And tell me, in the modesty of honor / Why you have given me such clear lights of favor.

728

And then to have the humor of state; and after a demure travel of regard, telling them I know my.

479

And thereby hangs a tale.

124

661

357

548

And worse I may be yet: the worst is not so long as we can say 'This is the worst.

782

And you shall see in him The triple pillar of the world transformed Into a strumpet’s fool.

379

And, till she come, as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair

593

Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace,. Yet grace must still look so.

636

Antony Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see. Some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness. I' th' posture of a whore.

550

Apollos angry; and the heavens themselves. Do strike at my injustice.

517

Are you sure That we are awake? It seems to me That yet we sleep, we dream.

740

As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods. They kill us for their sport.

114

As he was valiant, I honor him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him.

758

Be bloody, bold, and resolute. Laugh to scorn the power of man, for none of woman born shall harm Macbeth.

756

Be great in act, as you have been in thought.

431

Be you content, fair maid. It is the law, not I, condemn your brother. Were he my kinsman, brother, or my son, It should be thus with him. He must die

155

Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.

607

Beshrew me, if I would do such a wrong. For the whole world.

631

Besides, you waste the treasure of your time with a foolish knight.

221

Beware the ides of March.

701

Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! Rage! Blow! You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout Till you have drenched our steeples, drowned the cocks!

525

Both merits poised, each weighs nor less nor more; But he as he, the heavier for a whore.

394

Brevity is the soul of wit.

118

787

642

But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve for daws to peck at: I am not what I am.

389

But jealous souls will not be assured so; They are not ever jealous for the cause, But jealous for they are jealous; 'tis a monster Begot upon itself,

542

314

646

368

But partly led to diet my revenge for that I do suspect the lusty Moor hath leaped into my seat.

616

But, for mine own part, it was Greek to me.

But, soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.

Celerity is never more admired than by the negligent.

792

Come what come may, time and the hour run through the roughest day.

738

Condemn the fault and not the actor of it?

410

560

610

467

Conscience doth make cowards of us all.

470

Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once.

500

Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war.

236

Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night.

710

439

179

790

Do you not know I am a woman? When I think, I must speak.

435

Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

650

Egypt, thou knew’st too well. My heart was to thy rudder tied by th’strings. And thou shouldst tow me after.

720

Emilia, come.—Be as your fancies teach you. Whate'er you be, I am obedient.

584

451

144

158

Eternity was in our lips and in our eyes.

753

Every jack-slave hath his bellyfull of fighting.

484

Exit, pursued by a bear.

434

Fair is foul, and foul is fair.

570

Fair youth, I would I could make thee believe I love.

248

475

665

697

False face must hide what the false heart doth know.

773

377

429

595

Farewell, bastard.

423

For God’s sake, let us sit upon the ground. And tell sad stories of the death of kings.

313

For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.

440

For new-made honor doth forget men's names.

262

501

508

308

For she had eyes and chose me.

791

For you, in my respect, are all the world. Then how can it be said I am alone. When all the world is here to look on me?

562

Forever and a day.

769

Forget, forgive, conclude and be agreed: Our doctors say this is no time to bleed.

751

269

290

Four days will quickly steep themselves in nights; Four nights will quickly dream away the time.

565

634

547

Frailty, thy name is woman!

359

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.

771

From tyrant duke unto a tyrant brother

750

Gilded tombs do worms enfold. Had you been as wise as bold, Young in limbs, in judgment old, Your answer had not been inscrolled.

Give me my robe. Put on my crown. I have Immortal longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt’s grape shall moist this lip.

Go thou and fill another room in hell.

712

592

449

552

Go, hang yourselves all! You are idle shallow things: I am not of your element: you shall know more hereafter.

549

God hath given you one face, and you make yourself another.

699

God made him and therefore let him pass for a man. In truth, I know it is a sin to be a mocker, but he!—why, he hath a horse better than the Neapolita

166

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

115

Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice.

784

116

760

237

A Midsummer Night's Dream

724

625

643

486

204

264

226

The Merchant of Venice

446

712

589

756

250

700

423

378

350

162

738

620

109

Measure For Measure

480

781

353

213

Troilus and Cressida

344

650

685

Antony And Cleopatra

341

356

125

192

775

380

675

285

444

694

785

758

476

118

574

327

720

313

127

126

236

Romeo and Juliet

296

671

138

185

Tragicomedy Plays

540

442

121

Tragicomedy Plays

The Winter's Tale

564

... and yet, to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together now-a-days.

577

A falcon, towering in her pride of place/ Was by a mousing owl hawked at and killed.

691

A plague of opinion! A man may wear it on both sides, like a leather jerkin.

228

A plague o’ both your houses!

411

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet

599

A sad tale’s best for winter. I have one / Of sprites and goblins.

253

A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March.

528

A trade, sir, that I hope I may use with a safe conscience, which is, indeed, sir, a mender of bad soles.

437

After life’s fitful fever he sleeps well.

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety.

Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio—a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy.

690

All are punished.

415

All gold and silver rather turn to dirt.

713

All houses in the suburbs of Vienna must be plucked down.

185

Ambitions, covetings, change of prides, disdain, Nice longing, slanders, mutability, All faults that may be named, nay, that hell knows, Why, hers, in

235

And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.

574

266

463

553

And his unkindness may defeat my life, But never taint my love.

250

And she again wants nothing, to name want, If want it be not that she is not he.

704

And sleep, that sometime shuts up sorrow’s eye, Steal me a while from mine own company.

214

And tell me, in the modesty of honor / Why you have given me such clear lights of favor.

728

And then to have the humor of state; and after a demure travel of regard, telling them I know my.

479

And thereby hangs a tale.

124

661

357

548

And worse I may be yet: the worst is not so long as we can say 'This is the worst.

782

And you shall see in him The triple pillar of the world transformed Into a strumpet’s fool.

379

And, till she come, as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair

593

Angels are bright still, though the brightest fell. Though all things foul would wear the brows of grace,. Yet grace must still look so.

636

Antony Shall be brought drunken forth, and I shall see. Some squeaking Cleopatra boy my greatness. I' th' posture of a whore.

550

Apollos angry; and the heavens themselves. Do strike at my injustice.

517

Are you sure That we are awake? It seems to me That yet we sleep, we dream.

740

As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods. They kill us for their sport.

114

As he was valiant, I honor him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him.

758

Be bloody, bold, and resolute. Laugh to scorn the power of man, for none of woman born shall harm Macbeth.

756

Be great in act, as you have been in thought.

431

Be you content, fair maid. It is the law, not I, condemn your brother. Were he my kinsman, brother, or my son, It should be thus with him. He must die

155

Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.

607

Beshrew me, if I would do such a wrong. For the whole world.

631

Besides, you waste the treasure of your time with a foolish knight.

221

Beware the ides of March.

701

Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! Rage! Blow! You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout Till you have drenched our steeples, drowned the cocks!

525

Both merits poised, each weighs nor less nor more; But he as he, the heavier for a whore.

394

Brevity is the soul of wit.

118

787

642

But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve for daws to peck at: I am not what I am.

389

But jealous souls will not be assured so; They are not ever jealous for the cause, But jealous for they are jealous; 'tis a monster Begot upon itself,

542

314

646

368

But partly led to diet my revenge for that I do suspect the lusty Moor hath leaped into my seat.

616

But, for mine own part, it was Greek to me.

But, soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.

Celerity is never more admired than by the negligent.

792

Come what come may, time and the hour run through the roughest day.

738

Condemn the fault and not the actor of it?

410

560

610

467

Conscience doth make cowards of us all.

470

Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once.

500

Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war.

236

Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night.

710

439

179

790

Do you not know I am a woman? When I think, I must speak.

435

Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

650

Egypt, thou knew’st too well. My heart was to thy rudder tied by th’strings. And thou shouldst tow me after.

720

Emilia, come.—Be as your fancies teach you. Whate'er you be, I am obedient.

584

451

144

158

Eternity was in our lips and in our eyes.

753

Every jack-slave hath his bellyfull of fighting.

484

Exit, pursued by a bear.

434

Fair is foul, and foul is fair.

570

Fair youth, I would I could make thee believe I love.

248

475

665

697

False face must hide what the false heart doth know.

773

377

429

595

Farewell, bastard.

423

For God’s sake, let us sit upon the ground. And tell sad stories of the death of kings.

313

For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.

440

For new-made honor doth forget men's names.

262

501

508

308

For she had eyes and chose me.

791

For you, in my respect, are all the world. Then how can it be said I am alone. When all the world is here to look on me?

562

Forever and a day.

769

Forget, forgive, conclude and be agreed: Our doctors say this is no time to bleed.

751

269

290

Four days will quickly steep themselves in nights; Four nights will quickly dream away the time.

565

634

547

Frailty, thy name is woman!

359

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.

771

From tyrant duke unto a tyrant brother

750

Gilded tombs do worms enfold. Had you been as wise as bold, Young in limbs, in judgment old, Your answer had not been inscrolled.

Give me my robe. Put on my crown. I have Immortal longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt’s grape shall moist this lip.

Go thou and fill another room in hell.

712

592

449

552

Go, hang yourselves all! You are idle shallow things: I am not of your element: you shall know more hereafter.

549

God hath given you one face, and you make yourself another.

699

God made him and therefore let him pass for a man. In truth, I know it is a sin to be a mocker, but he!—why, he hath a horse better than the Neapolita

166

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

115

Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice.