Timon of Athens. Coriolanus. Julius Ceasar. Antony and CleopatraJ. Nichols, 1811 |
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... face . - Surely , this man was born of woman.- Forgive my general and exceptless rashness , Perpetual - sober gods ! I do proclaim One honest man , -mistake me not , -but one ; No more , I pray , and he is a steward.- How fain would I ...
... face . - Surely , this man was born of woman.- Forgive my general and exceptless rashness , Perpetual - sober gods ! I do proclaim One honest man , -mistake me not , -but one ; No more , I pray , and he is a steward.- How fain would I ...
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... face : What , art thou stiff ? stand'st out ? Tit . No , Caius Marcius ; I'll lean upon one crutch , and fight with the other , Ere stay behind this business . Men . O , true bred ! 1 Sen. Your company to the Capitol ; where , I know ...
... face : What , art thou stiff ? stand'st out ? Tit . No , Caius Marcius ; I'll lean upon one crutch , and fight with the other , Ere stay behind this business . Men . O , true bred ! 1 Sen. Your company to the Capitol ; where , I know ...
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... You souls of geese , That bear the shapes of men , how have you run From slaves that apes would beat ? Pluto and hell ! All hurt behind ; backs red , and faces pale With flight and agued fear ! Mend , and charge CORIOLANUS . 123.
... You souls of geese , That bear the shapes of men , how have you run From slaves that apes would beat ? Pluto and hell ! All hurt behind ; backs red , and faces pale With flight and agued fear ! Mend , and charge CORIOLANUS . 123.
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... face is fair , you shall perceive Whether I blush , or no : Howbeit , I thank you : - I mean to stride your steed ; and , at all times , To undercrest your good addition , To the fairness of my power . 9 To undercrest your good addition ...
... face is fair , you shall perceive Whether I blush , or no : Howbeit , I thank you : - I mean to stride your steed ; and , at all times , To undercrest your good addition , To the fairness of my power . 9 To undercrest your good addition ...
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... face at it . I cannot say , your worships have delivered the matter well , when I find the ass in compound with the major part of your syllables : and though I must be content towards the napes of your necks , ] With allusion to the ...
... face at it . I cannot say , your worships have delivered the matter well , when I find the ass in compound with the major part of your syllables : and though I must be content towards the napes of your necks , ] With allusion to the ...
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Agrippa Alcib Alcibiades Apem Apemantus Athens Aufidius bear blood Brutus Cæs 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 Cæsar 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
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Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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,
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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...
Страница 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.
Страница 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.