Timon of Athens. Coriolanus. Julius Ceasar. Antony and CleopatraJ. Nichols, 1811 |
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... hold ; But flies an eagle flight , bold , and forth on , Leaving no tract behind . 6 Pain . How shall I understand you ? Poet . nature . I'll unbolt ' to you . artificial strife- ] Strife is the contest of art with ' Halts not ...
... hold ; But flies an eagle flight , bold , and forth on , Leaving no tract behind . 6 Pain . How shall I understand you ? Poet . nature . I'll unbolt ' to you . artificial strife- ] Strife is the contest of art with ' Halts not ...
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... holds a trencher . 2 Tim . Well ; what further ? Old Ath . One only daughter have I , no kin else , your honour ! ] The common address to a lord in our author's time , was your honour , which was indifferently used with your lordship ...
... holds a trencher . 2 Tim . Well ; what further ? Old Ath . One only daughter have I , no kin else , your honour ! ] The common address to a lord in our author's time , was your honour , which was indifferently used with your lordship ...
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... hold out water , me- thinks ; to forget their faults , I drink to you . Apem . Thou weepest to make them drink , Timon . 2 Lord . Joy had the like conception in our eyes , And , at that instant , like a babe sprung up . Apem . Ho , ho ...
... hold out water , me- thinks ; to forget their faults , I drink to you . Apem . Thou weepest to make them drink , Timon . 2 Lord . Joy had the like conception in our eyes , And , at that instant , like a babe sprung up . Apem . Ho , ho ...
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... hold taking , I doubt me . Tim . Ladies , there is an idle banquet Attends you : Please you to dispose yourselves : All . Lad . Most thankfully , my lord . Tim . Flavius , - [ Exeunt CUPID , and Ladies . eye of reason , as the pomp ...
... hold taking , I doubt me . Tim . Ladies , there is an idle banquet Attends you : Please you to dispose yourselves : All . Lad . Most thankfully , my lord . Tim . Flavius , - [ Exeunt CUPID , and Ladies . eye of reason , as the pomp ...
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... hold ; it will not . If I want gold , steal but a beggar's dog , And give it Timon , why , the dog coins gold : If I would sell my horse , and buy twenty more Better than he , why , give my horse to Timon , Ask nothing , give it him ...
... hold ; it will not . If I want gold , steal but a beggar's dog , And give it Timon , why , the dog coins gold : If I would sell my horse , and buy twenty more Better than he , why , give my horse to Timon , Ask nothing , give it him ...
Términos y frases comunes
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
Pasajes populares
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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,
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.