The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, with Biographical Introduction by Henry Glassford Bell...Porteous, 1865 |
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Pagina 3
... lord ! Jew . Nay , that's most fix'd . Mer . A most incomparable man ; breath'd , as it were , To an untirable and continuate goodness : He passes . Jew . I have a jewel here . Mer . O , pray , let's see't : for the Lord Timon , sir ...
... lord ! Jew . Nay , that's most fix'd . Mer . A most incomparable man ; breath'd , as it were , To an untirable and continuate goodness : He passes . Jew . I have a jewel here . Mer . O , pray , let's see't : for the Lord Timon , sir ...
Pagina 4
... lord is follow'd ! Poet . The senators of Athens : -happy man ! Pain . Look , more ! Poet . You see this confluence , this great flood of visitors . I have , in this rough work , shap'd out a man , Whom this beneath world doth embrace ...
... lord is follow'd ! Poet . The senators of Athens : -happy man ! Pain . Look , more ! Poet . You see this confluence , this great flood of visitors . I have , in this rough work , shap'd out a man , Whom this beneath world doth embrace ...
Pagina 5
... Lord Timon that mean eyes have seen The foot above the head . Trumpets sound . Enter TIMON , attended ; the Servant of VENTIDIUS talking with him . Tim . Imprison'd is he , say you ? Ven . Serv . Ay , my good lord : five talents is his ...
... Lord Timon that mean eyes have seen The foot above the head . Trumpets sound . Enter TIMON , attended ; the Servant of VENTIDIUS talking with him . Tim . Imprison'd is he , say you ? Ven . Serv . Ay , my good lord : five talents is his ...
Pagina 6
... Lord Timon , hear me speak . [ Exit . Tim . Freely , good father . Old Ath . Thou hast a servant nam'd Lucilius . Tim . I have so : what of him ? Old Ath . Most noble Timon , call the man before thee . Tim . Attends he here , or no ...
... Lord Timon , hear me speak . [ Exit . Tim . Freely , good father . Old Ath . Thou hast a servant nam'd Lucilius . Tim . I have so : what of him ? Old Ath . Most noble Timon , call the man before thee . Tim . Attends he here , or no ...
Pagina 7
... lord , Pawn me to this your honour , she is his . Tim . My hand to thee ; mine honour on my promise . Luc . Humbly I ... lord ! dispraise ? My lord , ' tis rated As those which sell would give . But you well know , Things of light value ...
... lord , Pawn me to this your honour , she is his . Tim . My hand to thee ; mine honour on my promise . Luc . Humbly I ... lord ! dispraise ? My lord , ' tis rated As those which sell would give . But you well know , Things of light value ...
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The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, with Biographical Introduction by ... William Shakespeare Volledige weergave - 1865 |
The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, with Biographical Introduction by ... William Shakespeare Volledige weergave - 1865 |
The Dramatic Works of William Shakespeare, with Biographical Introduction by ... William Shakespeare Volledige weergave - 1865 |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 204 - You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: for mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
Pagina 245 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water : the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them ; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Pagina 164 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings. Brutus, and Caesar : what should be in that Caesar...
Pagina 194 - Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony : who, though he had no hand in his death, shall receive the benefit of his dying, a place in the commonwealth; as which of you shall not ? With this I depart, — that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
Pagina 198 - Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of mutiny. They, that have done this deed, are honourable; What private griefs they have, alas, I know not, That made them do it; they are wise and honourable, And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you.
Pagina 192 - Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war ; That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men, groaning for burial.
Pagina 196 - Caesar lov'd you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men ; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad : 'Tis 'good you know not that you are his heirs ; For if you should, O, what would come of it!
Pagina 220 - Ant. This was the noblest Roman of them all : All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar ; He only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle ; and the elements So mixed in him that Nature might stand up. And say to all the world, ' This was a man !
Pagina 204 - All this ? Ay, more. Fret till your proud heart break ; Go show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble. Must I budge ? Must I observe you?
Pagina 196 - tis his will. Let but the commons hear this testament,— Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read, — And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins...