The Plays, 第 8 巻Otridge & Rackham, 1824 |
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... look you . Pain . You are rapt , sir , in some work , some dedi- cation To the great lord . Poet . A thing slipp'd idly from me . Our poesy is as a gum , which oozes From whence ' tis nourished : The fire i'the flint Shows not , till it ...
... look you . Pain . You are rapt , sir , in some work , some dedi- cation To the great lord . Poet . A thing slipp'd idly from me . Our poesy is as a gum , which oozes From whence ' tis nourished : The fire i'the flint Shows not , till it ...
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... any particular character . † Open , explain . One who shows by reflection the looks of his patron . § To advance their conditions of life . This throne , this Fortune , and this hill , B 2 SCENE I. ] 5 TIMON OF ATHENS .
... any particular character . † Open , explain . One who shows by reflection the looks of his patron . § To advance their conditions of life . This throne , this Fortune , and this hill , B 2 SCENE I. ] 5 TIMON OF ATHENS .
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... Look , who comes here . Will you be chid ? Enter Apemantus . Jew . We will bear , with your lordship . Mer . He'll spare none . Tim . Good morrow to thee , gentle Apemantus ! Apem . Till I be gentle , stay for thy good - morrow ; When ...
... Look , who comes here . Will you be chid ? Enter Apemantus . Jew . We will bear , with your lordship . Mer . He'll spare none . Tim . Good morrow to thee , gentle Apemantus ! Apem . Till I be gentle , stay for thy good - morrow ; When ...
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... look in thy last work , where thou hast feigned him a worthy fellow . Alluding to the proverb : Plain dealing is a jewel , but they who use it die beggars . Poet . That's not feign'd , he is so . 10 [ ACT I. TIMON OF ATHENS .
... look in thy last work , where thou hast feigned him a worthy fellow . Alluding to the proverb : Plain dealing is a jewel , but they who use it die beggars . Poet . That's not feign'd , he is so . 10 [ ACT I. TIMON OF ATHENS .
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... look ill . Here's that , which is too weak to be a sinner , Honest water , which ne'er left man i'the mire : This , and my food , are equals ; there's no odds . Feasts are too proud to give thanks to the gods . APEMANTUS's GRACE ...
... look ill . Here's that , which is too weak to be a sinner , Honest water , which ne'er left man i'the mire : This , and my food , are equals ; there's no odds . Feasts are too proud to give thanks to the gods . APEMANTUS's GRACE ...
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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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267 ページ - 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.
232 ページ - 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.
250 ページ - 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.
261 ページ - 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"?
209 ページ - 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.
211 ページ - 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.
262 ページ - 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?
187 ページ - 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.
282 ページ - 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,
209 ページ - 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.