Timon of Athens. Coriolanus. Julius Ceasar. Antony and CleopatraJ. Nichols, 1811 |
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Pagina 15
... hence , Till I have thank'd you ; and , when dinner's done , Show me this piece . - I am joyful of your fights.- us . Enter ALCIBIADES , with his Company . Most welcome , sir ! [ They salute . Apem . So , so ; there ! — Aches contract ...
... hence , Till I have thank'd you ; and , when dinner's done , Show me this piece . - I am joyful of your fights.- us . Enter ALCIBIADES , with his Company . Most welcome , sir ! [ They salute . Apem . So , so ; there ! — Aches contract ...
Pagina 16
... hence . Apem . I will fly , like a dog , the heels of the ass . [ Exit . The strain of man's bred out Into baboon and monkey , ] Man is exhausted and degenerated ; his strain or lineage is worn down into a monkey . JOHNSON . 1 Lord ...
... hence . Apem . I will fly , like a dog , the heels of the ass . [ Exit . The strain of man's bred out Into baboon and monkey , ] Man is exhausted and degenerated ; his strain or lineage is worn down into a monkey . JOHNSON . 1 Lord ...
Pagina 76
... Hence ! be Hence ! be gone ! - born the worst of men , Thou hadst been a knave , and flatterer . " Tim . Ay , that I am not thee . Арет . Art thou proud yet ? Арет . I , that I was No prodigal . Tim . I , that I am one now ; Were all ...
... Hence ! be Hence ! be gone ! - born the worst of men , Thou hadst been a knave , and flatterer . " Tim . Ay , that I am not thee . Арет . Art thou proud yet ? Арет . I , that I was No prodigal . Tim . I , that I am one now ; Were all ...
Pagina 90
... Hence ! pack ! there's gold , ye came for gold , ye slaves : You have done work for me , there's payment ; Hence ! You are an alchymist , make gold of that : - Out , rascal dogs ! [ Exit , beating and driving them out , SCENE II . The ...
... Hence ! pack ! there's gold , ye came for gold , ye slaves : You have done work for me , there's payment ; Hence ! You are an alchymist , make gold of that : - Out , rascal dogs ! [ Exit , beating and driving them out , SCENE II . The ...
Pagina 112
... Hence the adjective - ruthless , which is still current . S I'd make a quarry- ] Mr. Steevens asserts , that quarry means game pursued or killed , and supports that opinion by a pas- sage in Massinger's Guardian : and from thence ...
... Hence the adjective - ruthless , which is still current . S I'd make a quarry- ] Mr. Steevens asserts , that quarry means game pursued or killed , and supports that opinion by a pas- sage in Massinger's Guardian : and from thence ...
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Agrippa Alcib Alcibiades Apem Apemantus Athens Aufidius bear blood Brutus Cęs Caius Capitol Casca Cassius Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Cominius Coriolanus Corioli death do't dost doth Egypt enemy ENOBARBUS Enter ANTONY Eros Exeunt Exit eyes Farewell fear Flav follow fool fortune friends Fulvia give gods gold hand hath hear heart honour Iras JOHNSON Julius Cęsar knave lady Lart LARTIUS Lepidus look lord Lucilius Lucius madam Marcius Mark Antony master means Menenius Mess Messala Messenger ne'er never noble o'the Octavia peace Poet Pompey pr'ythee pray queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE senators Serv Servant Shakspeare Sold soldier speak spirit stand STEEVENS sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Timon TIMON OF ATHENS Titinius tribunes unto Volces Volscian VOLUMNIA What's word worthy
Populaire passages
Pagina 255 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well; Weigh them, it is as heavy; conjure with 'em, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Pagina 304 - Which all the while ran blood, great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen! Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us. O, now you weep ; and, I perceive, you feel The dint of pity : these are gracious drops.
Pagina 300 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears ; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do, lives after them ; The good is oft interred with their bones ; So let it be with Caesar.
Pagina 257 - So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men; he loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony; he hears no music; Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort As if he mock'd himself, and scorn'd his spirit That could be mov'd to smile at any thing. Such men as he be never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater than themselves, And therefore are they very dangerous.
Pagina 337 - 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 mix'd in him, that Nature might stand up, And say to all the world,
Pagina 476 - To excuse their after wrath: husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title! I am fire, and air; my other elements I give to baser life.
Pagina 378 - Never ; he will not : Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. Other women cloy The appetites they feed ; but she makes hungry, Where most she satisfies : for vilest things Become themselves in her ; that the holy priests Bless her when she is riggish.
Pagina 304 - 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. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts : I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him : For I have neither wit...
Pagina 300 - Yet Brutus says he was ambitious ; And Brutus is an honourable man. You all did see that on the Lupercal I thrice presented him a kingly crown, Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition ? Yet Brutus says, he was ambitious ; And, sure, he is an honourable man.
Pagina 452 - Eros ! — I come, my queen : — Eros ! — Stay for me ; Where souls do couch on flowers, we'll hand in hand, And with our sprightly port make the ghosts gaze : Dido and her ^Eneas shall want troops, And all the haunt be ours.