The Plays, Volumen8Otridge & Rackham, 1824 |
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... nature is his politick love . This was my lord's best hope ; now all are fled , Save the gods only : Now his friends are dead , Doors , that were ne'er acquainted with their wards Many a bounteous year , must be employ'd Now to guard ...
... nature is his politick love . This was my lord's best hope ; now all are fled , Save the gods only : Now his friends are dead , Doors , that were ne'er acquainted with their wards Many a bounteous year , must be employ'd Now to guard ...
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... all the Athenian bosoms ; and their crop * Common sewers . + i . e . Contrarieties , whose nature it is to waste or destroy each other For libertinism . Thurston , del . Rhodes , sculp . TIMON OF 50 [ ACT IV . TIMON OF ATHENS .
... all the Athenian bosoms ; and their crop * Common sewers . + i . e . Contrarieties , whose nature it is to waste or destroy each other For libertinism . Thurston , del . Rhodes , sculp . TIMON OF 50 [ ACT IV . TIMON OF ATHENS .
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... nature . Raise me this beggar , and denude that lord ; The senator shall bear contempt hereditary , The beggar ... natures , But direct villainy . Therefore , be abhorr'd All feasts , societies , and throngs of men ! His semblable , yea ...
... nature . Raise me this beggar , and denude that lord ; The senator shall bear contempt hereditary , The beggar ... natures , But direct villainy . Therefore , be abhorr'd All feasts , societies , and throngs of men ! His semblable , yea ...
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... nature .- [ March afar off ] -Ha ! a drum ? -Thou'rt quick , But yet I'll bury thee : Thou'lt go , strong thief , When gouty keepers of thee cannot stand : — Nay , stay thou out for earnest . [ Keeping some gold . Enter Alcibiades ...
... nature .- [ March afar off ] -Ha ! a drum ? -Thou'rt quick , But yet I'll bury thee : Thou'lt go , strong thief , When gouty keepers of thee cannot stand : — Nay , stay thou out for earnest . [ Keeping some gold . Enter Alcibiades ...
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... nature , being sick of man's unkindness , Should yet be hungry ! -Common mother , thou , [ Digging . Whose womb unmeasurable , and infinite breast * , Teems , and feeds all ; whose self - same mettle , Whereof thy proud child , arrogant ...
... nature , being sick of man's unkindness , Should yet be hungry ! -Common mother , thou , [ Digging . Whose womb unmeasurable , and infinite breast * , Teems , and feeds all ; whose self - same mettle , Whereof thy proud child , arrogant ...
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Agrippa Alarum Alcib Alcibiades Antium Apem Apemantus Athens Aufidius bear beseech blood Brutus Cæs Caius Capitol Casca Cassius Char Charmian Cleo Cleopatra Cominius consul Coriolanus death do't dost doth Egypt enemy Enobarbus Enter Antony Eros Exeunt Exit eyes Farewell fear fellow Flav fool fortune friends Fulvia give gods gold Guard hand hate hath hear heart honest honour i'the Iras Julius Cæsar knave lady Lart Lepidus look lord Timon Lucilius Lucius madam Marcius Mark Antony master Menenius Mess Messala Messenger Musick ne'er never noble o'the Octavia Parthia peace Poet Pompey pr'ythee pray queen Re-enter Roman Rome SCENE senators Serv Servant Sold soldier speak stand sword tell thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast Titinius tribunes unto voices Volces Volscian Volumnia What's word worthy
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Página 267 - There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat ; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Página 232 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear ; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come, when it will come.
Página 250 - 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 in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Página 261 - 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"?
Página 209 - 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 them, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Página 211 - 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 262 - I can raise no money by vile means: By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection: I did send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me: was that done like Cassius?
Página 187 - Which can make gods forsworn? — I melt, and am not Of stronger earth 'than others. — My mother bows; As if Olympus to a molehill should In supplication nod ; and my young boy Hath an aspe'ct of intercession, which Great nature cries, Deny not.
Página 282 - 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 209 - Caesar carelessly but nod on him. He had a fever when he was in Spain, And when the fit was on him, I did mark How he did shake : 'tis true, this god did shake : His coward lips did from their colour fly ; And that same eye, whose bend doth awe the world, Did lose his lustre.