The Plays of William Shakespeare: Accurately Printed from the Text of the Corrected Copy Left by the Late George Steevens, Esq. ; with Glossarial Notes, 第 8 巻J. Johnson, 1803 |
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... death by the law . Tim . How likest thou this picture , Apemantus ? Apem . The best , for the innocence . Tim . Wrought he not well , that painted it ? Apem . He wrought better , that made the painter ; and yet he's but a filthy piece ...
... death by the law . Tim . How likest thou this picture , Apemantus ? Apem . The best , for the innocence . Tim . Wrought he not well , that painted it ? Apem . He wrought better , that made the painter ; and yet he's but a filthy piece ...
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... death . Answer not , I am gone . [ Exit Page . Apem . Even so thou out - run'st grace . Fool , I will go with you to lord Timon's . Fool . Will you leave me there ? Apem . If Timon stay at home . - You three serve three usurers ? All ...
... death . Answer not , I am gone . [ Exit Page . Apem . Even so thou out - run'st grace . Fool , I will go with you to lord Timon's . Fool . Will you leave me there ? Apem . If Timon stay at home . - You three serve three usurers ? All ...
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... death , he's stepp'd Into a great estate : when he was poor , Imprison'd , and in scarcity of friends , I clear'd him with five talents ; Greet him from me ; Bid him suppose , some good necessity Touches his friend , which craves to be ...
... death , he's stepp'd Into a great estate : when he was poor , Imprison'd , and in scarcity of friends , I clear'd him with five talents ; Greet him from me ; Bid him suppose , some good necessity Touches his friend , which craves to be ...
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... death , let not that part of nature Which my lord paid for , be of any power To expel sickness , but prolong his hour ! 7 SCENE II . The same . A public place . [ Exit . Enter LUCIUS , with three Strangers . Luc . Who , the lord Timon ...
... death , let not that part of nature Which my lord paid for , be of any power To expel sickness , but prolong his hour ! 7 SCENE II . The same . A public place . [ Exit . Enter LUCIUS , with three Strangers . Luc . Who , the lord Timon ...
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... death , He did oppose his foe : And with such sober and unnoted passion He did behave his anger , ere ' twas spent , As if he had but prov'd an argument . 1 Sen. You undergo too strict a paradox , 3 Striving to make an ugly deed look ...
... death , He did oppose his foe : And with such sober and unnoted passion He did behave his anger , ere ' twas spent , As if he had but prov'd an argument . 1 Sen. You undergo too strict a paradox , 3 Striving to make an ugly deed look ...
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312 ページ - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus?
303 ページ - 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. 1 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...
315 ページ - O Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb That carries anger as the flint bears fire ; Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark, And straight is cold again.
314 ページ - 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?
300 ページ - Caesar lov'd you. You are not wood, you are not stones, but men ; And, being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad. 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs ; For, if you should, O, what would come of it!
251 ページ - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world. Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
299 ページ - 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. I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him...
475 ページ - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me. Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. — Yare, yare, good Iras ; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call ; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act ; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath.
250 ページ - Did I the tired Caesar : And this man Is now become a god ; and Cassius is A wretched creature, and must bend his body, If Caesar carelessly but nod on him.
266 ページ - Tis good. Go to the gate ; somebody knocks. [Exit Lucius. Since Cassius first did whet me against Caesar, I have not slept. Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The Genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council ; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.